"Voyage on the Great Titanic,the Diary of Margaret Ann Brady", is a fantastic historical fiction book that is written by Ellen Emerson White. It takes place on the great R.M.S Titanic in 1912. The main character of the book is Margaret Ann Brady who is fourteen and works as a maid for Mrs. Carstairs, a rich American woman. On the Titanic they meet a seventeen year old shipworker named Robert, who reminded Margaret of her brother William.
Everyone thought that, because of how large and beautiful it was, the Titanic was the ship of dreams and would never sink,even Margaret. People drank coffee, ate wonderful food and thought that life was grand until that fateful day that the so called 'ship of dreams' sank. The reader will enjoy this book because of all the emotions experienced by the characters, and the fabulous details. "Voyage of the Great Titanic" is wonderful book!

This was the first Dear America book I read in 1999, and it still is my favorite even today. The story is about Margaret Ann Brady, who lives in an orphanage in England. Both of her parents had died a few years back, and her older brother, William, is trying to make a living in America so Margaret can live there as well. Margaret is given the chance to become a companion to a Mrs. Carstairs who will take the maiden voyage on the Titanic. Margaret agrees, and when they finally get to the ship, she is impressed with its beauty. She enjoys the daily events, and meets a steward, Robert. They eventually become friends. But suddenly one night, Margaret feels that there was a sudden jolt. She gets to the top deck of the Titanic and everyone assumes that it is just maintainence. But she feels that it is not just a drill. The ship is sinking! She is one of the few lucky people to have gotten on a lifeboat; unfortunately, Robert was not. Margaret is heartbroken. She finally gets to America and meets her brother, but she feels something will always be different now. This was an amazing story with extreme detail and emotion. If you are new to the series, or if you don't have this one yet, I would suggest this as one of the best.

This book is a diary of a 13 year old British girl named Margaret Ann Brady. After her parents died when she was young, she was left in the orphanage by her brother, William. Then William went to America to earn money. With the support from Sister Catherine, a nun who was very closed to her, Margaret grew up to be a fine young woman. When she was thirteen, she met an American women named Mrs. Carstairs, who asked Margaret to be her companion her voyage to the America on a ship called the RMS Titanic. So they left together to experience the biggest moment in her life.

In the ship, she met many upper class people, especially Mrs. Carstairs friends. She was in first class and experienced a lot of things that upper class people do. She became friends with a ship steward named Robert. She had a lot of fun on the Titanic. But on the night of April 14, 1912, things start to going wrong. Titanic hit the big iceberg and ship had big gouge down her side. Titanic started to sink in the middle of the ocean. Titanic sent message to other ships for help, but they were too far away. Life boats were taken out and first class women and children boarded them. Margaret was in first class but she stayed to find Robert. After she met Robert, they said good bye to each other because Robert wanted to rescue Margaret. Then Margaret got on a life boat and she was rescued. Then next day, all the life boats were met by a ship called Carpathia and they were saved. More than 2,000 passengers, crew members, and others died from it, and only 700 people survived. When she arrived to New York, Margaret found her brother and, finally she was safe.

In this book, Margaret described her feelings about her life and on the Titanic. She was an extremely smart and so clever that she thought like an adult even though she is only thirteen. She noticed almost everything about what happened the Titanic. She wrote about everything that she saw and experienced on the Titanic. This journal has a lot of information about the Titanic and how it felt to survive such a disaster. The good thing about this book is that you can actually experience the huge Titanic known as "unsinkable" from the point of view of a young person. I recommend this book to students who are studying Titanic. It might be a little bit hard for some people because it has many words that British people use.

There's some great recipies, but there's also some really odd ones. I mailed some double trouble chip cookies to a really good friend of mine. That was 4 years ago and he still remembers them and says they were his favorite. I love the recipies for tortillas and boiling water.

I got this as a gift some years ago. I normally don't go for celebrity/themed cookbooks because usually they're only a pedestrian collection of random recipes, plus a bunch of stock photos and a hastily written foreword.

But no! Like everything else Brady Bunch, this book was made with love! It's packed full of unique (i.e. "you read it here first" type of stuff) trivia, anecdotes, and quotes... plus some cute little trivia quizzes and photos.

Oh, and the recipes. As a cookbook, completely aside from all the Brady Bunch content - it's excellent! Some of these recipes have become my staples, and when I'm looking for something new, I've taken to looking here first (move over, Joy Of Cooking!).

Did the Bradys eat this way every day? No wonder they were always so cheerful!

This book is not only a staple item for an avid Brady Bunch collector, but it is a must have for the active cook as well. This book is filled with Alice's favorite dishes to satisfy even the greatest appetite!

Really, don't do it. It starts out well enough warning that history can be disturbing and assures a reader would find no comforting myths within these pages. Unfortunately the book immediately plunges into just that delivering what it promises to avoid, "fond fallacies and delicate untruths".

It begins with the usual thrust of these myths, marginalizing the native peoples. Civilization for John A DeMay is something that comes from the East. He doesn't accord that status to Indian societies nor even the white frontier families. He talks of the "silent, primeval country" being "changed from desolate wilderness to civilization". In fact things weren't all that wild. As one traveller of the period is quoted as noticing the forests of the area were mostly clear of underbrush. The northern woodlands had been tended by the Indian civilizations for centuries in order to supplement crops with fresh meat. The woods were kept clear of brush because they were hunting grounds. These were the lands the whites were "taming", parkland and farmland. The author brushes aside the Indians to the point of invisibility. He is able to baldly state on page 29 that "In 1750 no one was here in Western Pennsylvania".

The author claims descent from early white settlers of the area and seems to have inherited their views and prejudices intact. He claims that they "understood war" but they couldn't accept behavior such as a warrior killing a baby or scalping screaming kids. Yet an armed mob of men removed Frederick Stump and his accomplice from jail because they didn't want to see them convicted of killing Indians in just this manner. DeMay's hero worship leaves him unable to realize the contradiction here. It has him white washing away many uncomfortable facts.

You wouldn't, for instance, realize from reading this book that Frederick Stump was a murderous brute. DeMay actually lionizes this man telling a story of rowdy drunken Indians demanding liquor being stoutly resisted by two whites who killed all four men and two women and subsequently "They went several miles away and killed some other Indians they suspected were connected, somehow, to the group at his home." Left out of the story is that Stump fed the Indians rum and it was only after they passed out that he killed them one by one in their sleep. There is no mystery who these "other Indians" were. They were Stump's neighbors after all, living in a couple cabins a few miles up Middle Creek. Stump and his partner went there and killed four more females; the wife of one of the earlier victims, two girls, and an infant.

The Paxton Boys Uprising is similarly sanitized to assuage white guilt and distorted to accent the exceptionalism the author wants to see in his ancestors. Incredibly, the Natives are completely removed from the tale. The opening act, the massacre, is just forgotten. The story of the final annihilation of the once mighty Susquehannock tribe is left untold as is the motive of marching to Philadelphia to kill more pacifist, friendly, Christian Indians. The convictions of the Paxton Boys are overstated while those of their antagonists are slighted. It is true that some "wet" Quakers did take up arms to defend against the alarming rural invasion but they did so knowing they would be disavowed by the Meeting; they would no longer be Quakers. To claim that the Society of Friends abandoned their religious principles en mass and in panic mustered into an army is insulting and wrong. No such help was required in any case as Philadelphia was well defended by troops and cannon as DeMay acknowledges claiming, "It is outrageous to think that it would, or could, be attacked by a mere fifteen hundred men - but those men were willing to try." In actual fact, most of them were not. Reportedly the marchers did number fifteen hundred men at one time but when the extent of the reception they could expect became clear most of them melted away. Only around two hundred crossed the Swede's Ford.

In truth, I would like be able to recommend this book. I have driven by the McDonalds out by South Hills Village countless times without noticing the historical marker for Fort Couch. I'm grateful to John DeMay for making me aware of it. I wish I could trust the stories he relates about events in this area but he has proven such an unreliable reporter that recommending the book would be irresponsible. The historical details are wonderful. It's too bad the author is so interested in justifying the beliefs of his ancestors. Passing on history is commendable. Perpetuating racism is not.