Another great adventure story by Haggard, who never fails to entertain. ( )

On the whole, I enjoyed the story, but there were times it was hard to continue reading. Some old British novels contain superfluous details, stodgy. 'At length', the author eventually gets to the point. 'Presently', I admit I skimmed some paragraphs that were predictable. The author's use of 'at length' and 'presently' was excessive.
In a couple scenes, a character is describing events to another or translating for one that speaks another language, events that the reader is already well aware. This could go on for several paragraphs.
On the up-side, the narrative occasionally shifts to the significance of the adventure or how the characters are changed by their experiences. Those paragraphs sneak up on you. 'Leonard and Juanna were making acquaintance with the fact that fortune never gives with both hands, as the French say, but loves to rob with one while she bestows with the other.'
I try to judge a book within the historical context that it was written. This was 1894, and an author needs to understand his audience, or 'customer', so to speak. If you can overlook the flaws that didn't matter in 1894, then you might enjoy this book.
With Thanks to Project Gutenberg for providing a free copy. ( )

It was a good book, especially if you like Victorian adventure stories. I do and this was almost as good as King Solomon's Mines. There was a love interest that was mostly annoying since it was rife with misunderstanding and the end was a bit fluffy. ( )

When I was a teenager a novel by Haggard called Wisdom's Daughter caught my eye. I loved that historical fantasy set in Ancient Egypt and bought up every Haggard book I could find, one book short of a dozen. It's decades later, they were still on my shelves, and I found I could vividly remember all but two--Heart of the World and People of the Mist. That puts People of the Mist at the bottom of the pile for me--although for what it's worth, I did like this more than Heart of the World.

Haggard's style is probably not going to be congenial to the average contemporary reader. I've seen it called "overwritten" and it can be stiff and melodramatic. Once you've read a few of his books, you can begin to see them as formulaic. Leonard and Juanna, the hero and heroine of the novel, aren't as memorable as Alan Quartermain (a ancestor of Indiana Jones) or Ayesha (aka She-Who-Must-Be-Obeyed) but I did find them interesting, even if not completely fleshed out figures. You don't read Haggard the way you do Hardy or Eliot for great prose about the Human Condition (tm). And yes, there is racial and gender stereotyping--some may feel offended at Haggard's tendency to call people of pre-industrial cultures "savages." But he's only as bad as his (Victorian) times--not, like say Lovecraft, worse. What you do read Haggard for is adventures in colorful settings. There's hardly a page not filled with action, and he's the king of the tale of the "lost civilization." So yes, I was entertained. I wouldn't chose this as my first Haggard book--I'd recommend instead one of the Ayesha novels (Wisdom's Daughter, She) or Alan Quartermain (such as the ever-popular King Solomon's Mines or his Viking tale Eric Brighteyes. But if you do then find Haggard fun, this is worth a try. ( )

If you like things like Indiana Jones and Tomb Raider, you might like H. Rider Haggard. He's the author of many treasure and adventure books, including the Allen Quartermain series that had a movie made of them.

This one has some fun twists to the quest theme because it is about a man who lost his fortune and vows with his brother to get the family estate back. There aren't too many magical or surreal twists, everything is conceivable and yet still quite fantastic. Full of adventure and danger, it keeps you interested the entire way, with great sub-plots to keep it going.

One of the great attractions of H. Rider Haggard, and The People of the Mist in specific is that the language and descriptions are delightfully old fashioned. The dialog uses great, full language, the kind of language that we read in old books, but never seem to hear any more. Not in a boring way, but in a rich, interesting and descriptive way. Pretty much everything someone says is said the way you *wished* you could say things but never do.

I wouldn't say this is 'easy' reading because the language and density does slow you down, but it isn't philosophical or deep. In a way, it is nice that it is slow, the way that it is nice to eat a big steak slowly instead of wolfing it down.

Escapism at its best! ( )