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Time Travel Adventures of The 1800 Club Book 20
Time Travel Adventures of The 1800 Club Book 20
Time Travel Adventures of The 1800 Club Book 20
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Two time travelers go back to London, England of 1840 to authenticate a painting from the late 1300s. They suddenly find the mission has changed from looking at artwork to preventing England from becoming a third rate world power.

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Release dateMay 19, 2020
ISBN9780463207529
Time Travel Adventures of The 1800 Club Book 20
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Robert P McAuley

Born and raised in Brooklyn, New York, I now reside in Long Beach, N.Y. I worked in New York City as an Art Director for 3 different magazines one of which was UFO magazine. I've been writing short stories for the past 20 years and found Time Travel to be my favorite topic. After writing Time Travel Adventures of the 1800 Club: Book 1, I wrote books 2 through 18 and am presently working on book 19. In between I've penned a young adult time travel book, two aviation trivia books, a book about a family of vampires, a romantic western and another time travel book plus 'Sky Ship', a high-action thriller.

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    Time Travel Adventures of The 1800 Club Book 20 - Robert P McAuley

    Time Travel Adventures of

    The 1800 Club

    BOOK 20

    Robert P. McAuley

    Published By

    Robert P. McAuley

    Edited by J.D. McKinnon

    Copyright 2020 by Robert P. McAuley

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    This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, brands, media, and incidents are either the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. The author acknowledges the trademarked status and trademark owners of various products referenced in this work of fiction, which has been used without permission. The publication/use of these trademarks is not authorized, associated with, or sponsored by the trademark owners.

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    Contents

    The Premise

    The Third Pistol

    Author’s Note

    Other books by Robert P. McAuley

    The Premise

    The 1800 Club is a 21st Century haven for people seeking to escape New York City’s frantic pace. Dressed in clothes their ancestors might have worn during the 1800s, members enjoy foods of the period and read periodicals featuring news of a particular date in the 1800s. However, the 1800 Club also has an astounding secret . . . Time Travel. Members travel back in time nudging famous persons and key events just enough to ensure history unfolds, as it should. Guardians-of-the-past, living in the future, send robotic probes back through the ages, discovered that, at critical time-junctures, pivotal figures stray from vital tasks and actions. These Time Watchers of the past can’t go back and fix the glitch in the timeline because the atmosphere they breathe has been cleaned up over the years and the air of the past is almost unbreathable for them. Then an 1800 Club member from the 2000s are sent back to guarantee that events get back on track. The 1800 Club’s members aid Lincoln, Roosevelt, Bat Masterson, Mark Twain and many others. Without subtle interventions by these unknown agents, the famous might have been only footnotes, rather than giants of history.

    Dear reader, I once read a time travel book where the main character went back over one hundred years in the past to retrieve an object from a house. He entered the house, picked up the object and brought it back to his time.

    To me it was upsetting that he took us back in time and never once said anything about the house! Never described anything! He might as well have just gone back to a park where things never change.

    That is why I try to bring the reader along with me as I travel through time.

    RPM

    The Third Pistol

    DATELINE: JUNE 8, 2072 12:25 P.M. PLACE: HISTORY WATCHER’S CONFERENCE ROOM, NEW YORK CITY

    John Hyder was on duty in the History Watcher’s conference room and sat at the middle of the long mahogany table with the laptop computer open in front of him. As the rest of the group entered the conference room, John smiled and waved with one hand while twisting his long, thick blond and gray sideburns with the other, a habit he had since they first sprouted.

    The group sat opposite him and although they had no assigned seats they tended to gravitate to the chair they usually sat in.

    Facing John from left to right was Maryellen Muldey. She smiled and nodded which made her head of pure white hair flop around her tanned face. Her youthful face defied anyone to believe she was in her mid-sixties. As usual she opened her laptop and began taking the minutes. Next to her sat Alexis Shuntly who also had her laptop open. The diminutive woman with long jet-black was pasting the recipe for a cake into a folder on her laptop, which made John grin as he watched the reflection of the page in her large thick glasses. Her green eyes slowly appeared as her glasses slid down to the tip of her small turned up nose. To her left was Joseph Sergi. His six-foot six-inch frame demanded that he take the largest seat, which the rest of the group had bought him for his birthday. He gave a nod to John, which set in motion a large lock of his black hair to swing down in front of his black eyes. As usual he flipped it back with a toss of his head that caused his chair to roll on its wheels with the movement. At the far end of the table sat Jerry Sullivan. Although he wasn’t as tall as Joseph, he too sat in a wide seat, which he brought in himself. He needed the seat because he was extra wide in his middle section although he always claimed he had ‘just lost three pounds’.

    Let the meeting come to order, said John as he played with his sideburns. It’s been a few days, gang and it looks like everything is going along just as the history books told us. He sat back in the soft brown leather seat and went on. If anyone wants to take a few days off this looks like a good time to do it.

    Joseph raised his hand and after being recognized by John rolled back his chair. John I’m not looking for a day off, but I have a request.

    Sure, Joseph. Go ahead.

    Well as you all know, Philip Venturino, who is the head of our financial department, also sits on the board of the Metropolitan Museum of Art. We had dinner the other night and he brought up a subject. He looked around the room then asked, Does anyone know of the painting, Wilton Diptych?

    Alexis looked around the quiet room then answered with a nod, Yes, Joseph. I think it’s one of the earliest paintings to be placed in London’s National Gallery.

    Joseph nodded, Yes. In fact it might even be the first painting to be hung in the gallery. He shrugged his wide shoulders and went on, Not that I knew of it, I found out from Venturino. He told me that he was talking to the president of London’s National Gallery the other day. He said they are painting the gallery that the Wilton Diptych is hanging in and do we want to hang it here at the Metropolitan for a spell.

    Alexis smiled, Cool! I would love to see it. When will it be hung?

    Well, I’m not sure. You see, Philip did some research on the painting and had second thoughts about it. It seems that years ago the painting was being transported back to the museum from an art framing shop where they had fixed a hinge. When the painting got back to the museum one of the curators noticed a small spot on the frame that was not there when the painting left the museum. He wondered out loud if what they were looking at was a copy. That off-hand remark began a rumor that it might not be the original hanging in the museum.

    Jerry asked as he typed into his open laptop, But they hung it anyway?

    I guess so, answered Joseph as he tossed his head back in an effort to remove the lock of hair from in front of his eyes.

    What’s so great about this painting? asked John. I mean is it on par with the Mona Lisa?

    Jerry stood as he looked at his laptop and read out loud,

    "Wilton Diptych. One of the oldest works of art in the National Gallery. The Wilton Diptych was painted at the end of the 14th century - rare because it

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