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Portrait of Joseph Alexander Altsheler Joseph Alexander Altsheler The Guns of Bull Run — Chapter VIII. The Fight for a State (1914)

The hills were clothed in the same robe of green that lay over the valleys, and through the center of the circle flowed the deep Kentucky, serene and blue.
While Harry's thoughts at that moment were on war, he really had no feeling against anybody. It was all general and impersonal. There is something pure and noble about a boy who comes out of a good home, something lofty to which the man later looks back with pride, not because the boy was wise or powerful, but because his heart was good.
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Portrait of Joseph Alexander Altsheler Joseph Alexander Altsheler The Guns of Bull Run — Chapter VIII. The Fight for a State (1914)

There was war within its borders, and yet no war. In feeling, it was Southern, and yet its judgment was with the Union. Thousands of ardent young men had drifted southward to join the armies forming there, and thousands of others, equally ardent, had turned northward to join forces that would oppose those below. Harry, young as he was, recognized that his own state would be more fiercely divided than any other by the great strife.
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Portrait of Joseph Alexander Altsheler Joseph Alexander Altsheler The Guns of Bull Run — Chapter VIII. The Fight for a State (1914)

Skelly struck again and again at the boy, but Harry, with instinctive wisdom, pressed his head close to the man's chin, and Skelly's blows at such short range lacked force behind them. All the while Harry's youthful but powerful arms were pouring strength into the hands that grasped the man's throat. The mountaineer choked and gasped, and, changing his aim from the head, struck Harry again and again in the chest. Then he remembered to draw his pistol, but Harry, raising his knee, struck him violently on the wrist.
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