title: Admiral Hornblower Omnibus: Flying Colours / The Commodore / Lord Hornblower / Hornblower in the West Indies
author:  C. S. Forester 
description: C. S. Forester was born in Cairo in 1899, where his father was stationed as a government official. He studied medicine at Guy's Hospital and, after leaving Guy's without a degree, he turned to writing as a career. His first success was Payment Deferred, a novel written at the age of twenty-four and later dramatized and filmed with Charles Laughton in the leading role. In 1932 Forester was offered a Hollywood contract, and from then until 1939 he spent thirteen weeks of every year in America. On the outbreak of war he entered the Ministry of Information and later he sailed with the Royal Navy to collect the material for The Ship. He made a voyage to the Bering Sea to gather material for a similar book on the United States Navy, and it was during this trip that he was stricken with arteriosclerosis, a disease which left him crippled. However, he continued to write and in the Hornblower novels created the most renowned sailor in contemporary fiction. He died in 1966.<br><br>C. S. Forester was born in Cairo in 1899, where his father was stationed as a government official. On the outbreak of war he entered the Ministry of Information and later he sailed with the Royal Navy. In the HORNBLOWER novels created the most renowned sailor in contemporary fiction. He died in 1966.
zlib_text: Hornblower in the West Indies
  
  
  (Published in the US as: “Admiral Hornblower in the West Indies”)
  
  
  
  
  
  C. S. Forester
  
  
  (1958)
  
  
  
  
  
  v1.0
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  ST ELIZABETH OF HUNGARY
  
  
  Rear admiral Lord Hornblower, for all his proud appointment as Commander-in-
  Chief of His Majesty’s Ships and Vessels in the West Indies, paid his official
  visit to New Orleans in HM schooner Crab, only mounting two six-pounders and
  with a crew of no more than sixteen men, not counting supernumeraries.
  
  
  His Britannic Majesty’s Consul-General at New Orleans, Mr Cloudesley Sharpe,
  remarked on the fact.
  
  
  “I hardly expected to see Your Lordship in so diminutive a craft,” he said,
  looking round him. He had driven down in his carriage to the pier against
  which Crab was lying, and had sent his liveried footman to the gangway to
  announce him, and it had been something of an anticlimax to be received by the
  trilling of the only two bosun’s calls that Crab could muster, and to find on
  the quarterdeck to receive him, beside