Secret of the Nile: The Prelude: The Memoirs of Nathanial Kenworthy
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In Secret of the Nile: The Prelude of the Memoirs of Nathanial Kenworthy series, we find my fifteen-year-old grandfather facing his first and possibly most terrifying adventure. In a do-or-die confrontation with the past, my great-grandfather and my grandfather match wits with the remaining souls of a religious sect that worships the goddess Bastet from the long-lost days of Egypt’s New Kingdom era.
Roger Kenworthy
Roger was born in a small town in southern Ontario, Canada, and always yearned to travel the world to experience new adventures within a variety of foreign lands. Higher education opened the doors to achieve this goal. Fulfilling his wanderlust provides a rich and diversified quilt of experiences for his books. The many characters found in Roger's books are forged from the love of adventure manifested over decades of travel and research. He welcomes any comments and can be reached at rogerckenworthy@gmail.com
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Secret of the Nile - Roger Kenworthy
Lost Civilization Found
Kill d’em dead.
Nathanial sat back in his chair and gazed out the window as he spake while I listened attentively.
Musket fire echoed across the majestic Nile as we were forced to defend ourselves against a band of local robbers. We had no choice but to stand and fight them since it was too late for us to run and there was nowhere for us to hide
As our heads hit the sand beneath a deadly volley from an array of hostile muskets, I could hear the readily distinguishable accent of a Frenchman barking orders in English to his band of paid brigands. And they were indeed a crew that no English gentlemen would want to meet in a dark alley at midnight. They were at least fifty of the meanest, scruffiest down-and-outers I had ever seen in my young life. Even in the toughest areas of London, the riffraff weren’t such a well-developed species of riffraff."
Nathanial, I’m worried about you,
my father said. Be sure to keep your head down. That fiery red hair, against the light-colored sand of the riverbank, makes you an easy target. You’re a walking, talking bull’s-eye for that band of no-goods!
I will. And Father, please let me help defend the crew. One more musket could make a difference and help us win this battle.
Son, you know that handling a musket isn’t something to take lightly. With this weapon, you are the killer of men. You hold a man’s life in your hands. Are you willing to take that responsibility?
Father, it seems to me that either they kill us or we kill them in this battle. It is not about playing our Creator. Rather it is about self-preservation, is it not? It is not about philosophizing as our twelve men stare down the barrels of fifty muskets. Perhaps we can continue this philosophical debate at a later date—that is, if we even have the chance in this do-or-die battle.
My father nodded slowly. Fine. Here. Take Old Betsy, and use her well. She’ll be a friend for your entire lifetime and serve you as she served my grandfather and my grandfather’s grandfather before that.
Thank you. I will respect her and call on her to protect me only when my safety or the safety of my men is placed in great peril.
While the battle raged on around me, I could not help but admire the fine military weapon my father had just handed me. This beautiful musket bore an exact resemblance to the one in Thomas Gainsborough’s 1748 painting, Mr. and Mrs. Robert Andrews. The weapon had a single, smooth barrel with an oak stock. She had many dents in her metal barrel and gouges in her wooden stock as remnants of her former glory in a myriad of battles to preserve the life of a relative and the honor of our country. As I gazed at my new friend, the sound of my father’s voice brought me back to the reality of the moment.
Nathanial Kenworthy, are you going to use that weapon or ogle it like some beautiful woman who just arrived at the king’s annual ball? Come on, son. You asked to join this fight...now join it!
Sorry. I just could not help myself. She is a beauty with such a long history behind her. Imagine, my great-grandfather held her close to his beating heart at the Battle of Culloden; my grandfather carried Old Betsy in the Napoleonic Wars; and my father defended our colonial possession at the Battle of Fort Erie. If she could only speak to me and tell me every exciting detail about her illustrious past.
She can speak to you if you load her, aim, and shoot at those brigands who want nothing more than to end our lives for the supplies of food and silver we have in our sailors’ trunks. Come on, lad. Get in the action or return my prize musket to me so I can stop the assault of those dirty thieves.
Realizing that I had just rung out the last ounce of my father’s patience, I quickly loaded Betsy with some black powder, added the lead shot wrapped in cloth, and rammed it in fully. I primed the flashpan with a small amount of fine powder, closed the flashpan, and raised her to my shoulder. Carefully I aimed at my target. Boom! In a moment, I had ended the life of a young would-be robber as he was preparing to load his weapon. At the time, it did not sink in that I had killed a man. The battle was too intense to worry about feeling guilt or elation. Our lives were on the line.
Above the roar of the muskets, I made a tactical suggestion that would turn the battle in our favor. "Father, may I propose that we have the men hide amongst that grove of Fraxinus dimorpha about twenty meters from where we are now? This type of species is well known for its rock-hard trunks, which will help protect the men from the horrible brigands’ volley of death."
"I don’t want to criticize your eloquent use of the King’s English; however,