Comic History of the United States
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Nye Bill. Comic History of the United States
PREFACE
CHAPTER I. THE DISCOVERY OF AMERICA
CHAPTER II. OTHER DISCOVERIES—WET AND DRY
CHAPTER III. THE THIRTEEN ORIGINAL COLONIES
CHAPTER IV. THE PLYMOUTH COLONY
CHAPTER V. DRAWBACKS OF BEING A COLONIST
CHAPTER VI. THE EPISODE OF THE CHARTER OAK
CHAPTER VII. THE DISCOVERY OF NEW YORK
CHAPTER VIII. THE DUTCH AT NEW AMSTERDAM
CHAPTER IX. SETTLEMENT OF THE MIDDLE STATES
CHAPTER X. THE EARLY ARISTOCRACY
CHAPTER XI. INTERCOLONIAL AND INDIAN WARS
CHAPTER XII. PERSONALITY OF WASHINGTON
CHAPTER XIII. CONTRASTS WITH THE PRESENT DAY
CHAPTER XIV. THE REVOLUTIONARY WAR
CHAPTER XV. BENJAMIN FRANKLIN, LL.D., PH.G., F.R.S., ETC
CHAPTER XVI. THE CRITICAL PERIOD
CHAPTER XVII. THE BEGINNING OF THE END
CHAPTER XVIII. THE CLOSE OF THE REVOLUTION
CHAPTER XIX. THE FIRST PRESIDENT
CHAPTER XX. THE WAR WITH CANADA
CHAPTER XXI. THE ADVANCE OF THE REPUBLIC
CHAPTER XXII. MORE DIFFICULTIES STRAIGHTENED OUT
CHAPTER XXIII. THE WEBSTERS
CHAPTER XXIV. BEFO' THE WAH—CAUSES WHICH LED TO IT—MASTERLY GRASP OF THE SUBJECT SHOWN BY THE AUTHOR
CHAPTER XXV. BULL RUN AND OTHER BATTLES
CHAPTER XXVI. SOME MORE FRATRICIDAL STRIFE
CHAPTER XXVII. STILL MORE FRATERNAL BLOODSHED, ON PRINCIPLE.—OUTING FEATURES DISAPPEAR, AND GIVE PLACE TO STRAINED RELATIONS BETWEEN COMBATANTS, WHO BEGIN TO MIX THINGS
CHAPTER XXVIII. LAST YEAR OF THE DISAGREEABLE WAR
CHAPTER XXIX. TOO MUCH LIBERTY IN PLACES AND NOT ENOUGH ELSEWHERE.—THOUGHTS ON THE LATE WAR—WHO IS THE BIGGER ASS, THE MAN WHO WILL NOT FORGIVE AND FORGET, OR THE MAWKISH AND MOIST-EYED SNIVELLER WHO WANTS TO DO THAT ALL THE TIME?
CHAPTER XXX. RECONSTRUCTION WITHOUT PAIN—ADMINISTRATIONS OF JOHNSON AND GRANT
CHAPTER XXXI. CLOSING CHRONICLES
APPENDIX
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It was a beautiful evening at the close of a warm, luscious day in old Spain. It was such an evening as one would select for trysting purposes. The honeysuckle gave out the sweet announcement of its arrival on the summer breeze, and the bulbul sang in the dark vistas of olive-trees,—sang of his love and his hope, and of the victory he anticipated in the morrow's bulbul-fight, and the plaudits of the royal couple who would be there. The pink west paled away to the touch of twilight, and the soft zenith was sown with stars coming like celestial fire-flies on the breast of a mighty meadow.
Across the dusk, with bowed head, came a woman. Her air was one of proud humility. It was the air of royalty in the presence of an overruling power. It was Isabella. She was on her way to confession. She carried a large, beautifully-bound volume containing a memorandum of her sins for the day. Ever and anon she would refer to it, but the twilight had come on so fast that she could not read it.
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Finally they mutinied, and started to throw the great navigator overboard, but he told them that if they would wait until the next morning he would tell them a highly amusing story that he heard just before he left Palos.
Thus his life was saved, for early in the morning the cry of "Land ho!" was heard, and America was discovered.
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