The Hawaiian folded his paper and set it aside, then gestured to the empty chairs at his table. Cannon pulled one out for Iseabail, then sat next to her. “First,” the Hawaiian continued, “introductions. I am John Manu Wailani.” “Doctor … Continue reading
Cannon and Iseabail sat at their table for a full hour. At two o’clock, midway through their vigil, Red Banner set out, the stirring strains of the Internationale playing over her loudspeakers to mark their departure. From Panama City’s port, … Continue reading
Leaving their bags, Cannon and Iseabail made their way to the portside lounge. Though the Red Banner was smaller than Inconstant, she didn’t need so large a flight deck. Freed from that constraint, she had a much greater amount of … Continue reading
Cannon and Iseabail disembarked. Cannon collected their bags from the porters. “Where now?” Iseabail said. “Out the west door,” Cannon replied, putting on his best generically English accent. Iseabail chucked. “Who d’ye think’s going tae buy tha’, Dr. Smith?” “I’m … Continue reading
Coming tonight—forgot to type it up last night, since I’m working on another story, too.
For his part, Cannon leaned back and stretched his legs. Finally, after two years, he was mere days from putting the whole ugly affair in Panama behind him. He had mixed feelings about the place—no, that was wrong. He had … Continue reading
Artistic license (Russian): to my knowledge, there is no Russian word that maps to ‘crusade’ in the sense of a weighty endeavor (as opposed to a religious war) more closely than related English words like ‘undertaking’, ‘campaign’, or ‘struggle’. ‘Red … Continue reading
The train wove around the verdant hills of central Panama, passing small villages nestled against the slopes as it clattered downhill toward Panama City. In a first-class carriage, Nathaniel Canon glanced down at his timetable, then at his watch. They … Continue reading
And we’re back: a new tale of adventure and derring-do from the annals of Nathaniel Cannon. There is no Panama Canal: the French attempt failed as in our history, and the United States, one of five countries in the same … Continue reading
Okay, maybe ‘fun’ isn’t the first word that springs to mind, but bear with me. This is actually an interesting problem. Imagine yourself on an ocean liner in the early 20th century, cruising across the Atlantic at 20 knots. It … Continue reading
