Reviews for Master Humphrey's Clock

The average rating for Master Humphrey's Clock based on 2 reviews is 4 stars.

Review # 1 was written on 2019-11-28 00:00:00 Richard R. Garcia "WHERE THERE IS CARRION, THERE THE CROWS WILL GATHER." There are many times in my recent life, after the crows have once again picked my bones clean, that I've turned to this beautiful old book for relief: And from it drawn a semi-sacred solace. Wonderful comfort from this Victorian author (especially in the sentence from this book that graces its title) in faith, shared with Tennyson... And yet we hope that good Will be the final result of ill! For it has been In Real Love Incarnate that I have, through Dickens' amazingly vivid stories, found my refuge and my strength. He Himself is the author of my lead-in epigraph, and also Dickens' own refuge and strength throughout his own far-too-stormy life. So it was for me in 2005... Crushed and dismembered among the cinders of my workplace burnout, I could see not a single live coal with which to find warmth. Until I picked up this book... Where I got it, heaven knows - as heaven also knows what angelic aid was involved in quietly secreting this 19th century livre à poche in my library. And more accurately, perhaps, in truth, that angel was my eternal soulmate and own ange gardienne, my wife, from one of her trips to Value Village! Anyway, fascinated by its unwonted place among my books, I took it down and started reading it - its soft leather cover comforting to my cold (it was midwinter) fingertips. Ah, what a story! For Master Humphrey - in every respect my doppelgänger - is an old, worn out, disabled reject of a codger who, for a reason you will discover when you read this delightful book, keeps a collection of close friends' (of which Mr Pickwick is my fave) books hidden away in his dusty old grandfather clock. Every reading of a story (you have to imagine disabled Mr. Humphrey reading aloud to them) comprises a section of this marvellously inventive gushing Stream of Stories, like the Water of the Spirit gurgling out of this old man's hidden - and very, very happy - heart. These stories will Fascinate you! The song they will awaken in you is just like the song of the robin who serenaded our quiet street at sunset in warmer weather, as I lingered this summer on the porch with my e-reader in the dim spring sunlight before locking up... A song like the saviour who rescues us from the Promethean dismembering of those pesky crows. And if you, like AW Tozer, Master Humphrey and myself have had the temerity to Talk Back to the Devil throughout your long, hard life - And have not only been eaten by, but have eaten Crow for your reward - The sheer grace of this book will give you an eternal Rainbow of Hope for your Pains... The same glad omen God Himself gave to Noah.

Review # 2 was written on 2009-01-04 00:00:00 John Johnson Opening: The reader must not expect to know where I live. At present, it is true, my abode may be a question of little or no import to anybody; but if I should carry my readers with me, as I hope to do, and there should spring up between them and me feelings of homely affection and regard attaching something of interest to matters ever so slightly connected with my fortunes or my speculations, even my place of residence might one day have a kind of charm for them. Bearing this possible contingency in mind, I wish them to understand, in the outset, that they must never expect to know it.