The Shades of the Wilderness: A Story of Lee's Great StandAltsheler, Joseph A. (Joseph Alexander)
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The Shades of the Wilderness: A Story of Lee's Great Stand
Altsheler, Joseph A. (Joseph Alexander)
United States -- History -- Civil War, 1861-1865 -- Juvenile fiction
"Finance is a mystery to me," he said. "In the dear old South that I
have always known, the law, the army and the church were and are
considered the high callings. To speak in fine, rounded periods was
considered the great gift. In my young days, Harry, I went with my
father by stage coach to your own State, Kentucky, to hear that sublime
orator, the great Henry Clay."
"What was he speaking about, sir?" asked Harry.
"I don't remember. That's not important. But surely he was the
noblest orator God ever created in His likeness. His words flowing
like music and to be heard by everybody, even those farthest from the
speaker, made my pulse beat hard, and the blood leap in my veins. I
was heart and soul for his cause, whatever it was, and, yet I fear me,
though I do not wish to hurt your feelings, Harry, that the state to
which he was such ornament, has not gone for the South with the whole
spirit that she should have shown. She has not even seceded. I fear
sometimes that you Kentuckians are not altogether Southern. You border
upon the North, and stretching as you do a long distance from east to
west and a comparatively short distance from north to south, you thus
face three Northern States across the Ohio--Ohio, Indiana and Illinois,
and the pull of three against one is strong. You see your position,
don't you? Three Yankee states facing you from the north and only one
Southern state, Tennessee, lying across your whole southern border,
that is three against one. I fear that these odds have had their
effect, because if Kentucky had sent all of her troops to the South,
instead of two-thirds of them to the North, the war would have been won
by us ere this."
"I admit it," said Harry regretfully. "My own cousin, who was more
like a brother to me, is fighting on the other side. Kentucky troops
on the Union side have kept us from winning great victories, and many
of the Union generals are Kentuckians. I grieve over it, sir, as much
as you do."
"But you and your people should not take too much blame to yourselves,
Harry," said Lieutenant-Colonel Hector St. Hilaire, who had a very soft
heart. "Think of the many influences to which you were exposed daily.
Think of those three Yankee states sitting there on the other side of
the Ohio--Ohio, Indiana and Illinois--and staring at you so long and so
steadily that, in a way, they exerted a certain hypnotic force upon
you. No, my boy, don't feel badly about it, because the fault, in a
way, is not so much yours as it is that of your neighbors."
"At any rate," said Happy Tom, with his customary boldness and
frankness, "we're bound to admit that the Yankees beat us at making
money."
"Which may be more to our credit than theirs," said Colonel Talbot,
with dignity. "I have found it more conducive to integrity and a lofty
mind to serve as an officer at a modest salary in the army rather than
to gain riches in trade."
"But somebody has to pay the army, sir."
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