When Men Grew Tall, or The Story Of Andrew Jackson
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Lewis Alfred Henry. When Men Grew Tall, or The Story Of Andrew Jackson
CHAPTER I – SALISBURY AND THE LAW
CHAPTER II – THE ROWAN HOUSE SUPPER
CHAPTER III – THE BLOOMING RACHEL
CHAPTER IV – COLONEL WAIGHTSTILL AVERY OFFENDS
CHAPTER V – THE WINNING OF A WIFE
CHAPTER VI – DEAD-SHOT DICKINSON
CHAPTER VII – HOW THE GENERAL FOUGHT
CHAPTER VIII – ENGLAND AND GRIM-VISAGED WAR
CHAPTER IX – THE GENERAL AT THE HORSESHOE
CHAPTER X – FLORIDA DELENDA EST
CHAPTER XI – THE TWO FLAGS AT PENSACOLA
CHAPTER XII – THE GENERAL GOES TO NEW ORLEANS
CHAPTER XIII – THE WATCH FIRES OF THE ENGLISH
CHAPTER XIV – THE BATTLE IN THE DARK
CHAPTER XV – COTTON BALES AND SUGAR CASKS
CHAPTER XVI – THE EIGHTH OF JANUARY
CHAPTER XVII – THE SLAUGHTER AMONG THE STUBBLE
CHAPTER XVIII – ODDS AND ENDS OF TIME
CHAPTER XIX – THE KILLING EDGE OF SLANDER
CHAPTER XX – THE GENERAL GOES TO THE WHITE HOUSE
CHAPTER XXI – WIZARD LEWIS URGES A CHANGE IN FRONT
CHAPTER XII – THE DOWNFALL OF MACHIAVELLI CLAY
CHAPTER XXIII – THE FEDERAL UNION: IT MUST BE PRESERVED
CHAPTER XXIV – THE ROUT OF TREASON
CHAPTER XXV – THE GRAVE AT THE GARDEN’S FOOT
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THE horse-faced Andy precedes the coming of his two friends to that supper by two hours. As he moves up the street toward the Rowan House, fair faces beam on him and fair hands wave him a salutation from certain Salisbury verandas. In return he doffs his hat with an exaggerated politeness, which becomes him as the acknowledged beau of the town. One cannot blame those beaming fair faces and those saluting hands. Slim, elegant, confident with a kind of polished cockyness that does not ill become his years, our horse-faced one possesses what the world calls “presence.” No one will look on him without being impressed; he is congenitally remarkable, and to see him once is to ever afterward expect to hear him. Besides, for all his foppishness, there is a scar on his sandy head, and a second on his hand, which were made by an English saber when he had no more than entered upon his teens. Also he has shed English blood to pay for those scars; and in a day which still heaves and tosses with the ground swells of the Revolution, such stark matters brevet one to the respect of men and the love of women.
The foppish, horse-faced Andy strides into the Rowan House. In the long-room he meets mine host Brown, who has fame as a publican, and none as a sinner, throughout North Carolina.
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“There you are! All square!” says mine host Brown.
“But the charges for to-night’s supper?”
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