The Norfolk Virginian. [volume] (Norfolk, Va.) 186?-189?, 1897-10-03

at the unusual Grafton he had begun as
at It's sudden ~iterruption. Looking 10
see what had caused it, he saw that
General Jackson had pulled his horse
UP suddenly, half wheeling to the right,
and turning in the saddle to face a
horscman who had come into view
around the bend In the road not more
than fifty yards away. No one who
knew jackson had TO take n second look
TO understand that something was about
to happen. He sat absolutely rigid In
the saddle, holding the rcins with a
grip which long custom in feeling the
bit under his hand had taught his horse
TO understand. 1t had spread out Its
forcfeet n backed Its ears in the po-
sltton Of strained nervous concentration
which n well bred horse learns to assume
when 1t knows the least movement may
hiSturb his owners aim and cause him
to waste his fire when everything de-
ponds upon the result of the shot. The
completeness OF the sympathy between
Il well-bred horse and it's rider Is aston
ishing. Every motion Of the wrist trav-
els down the rcins and is iterp;eted,
through the bit to the brain SO highly
organized that the more 1 study It's op-
erations the more fully 1 am convinced
that Swift made no mistake in his essi-
mate OF The relative moral and i~ntellec-
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If the Generals roam understood the
situation at once. my grandfather had
no difficulty in guessing it, for Jackson's
lips were pulled down at the corners and
his forehead showed the furrow be-
tween the eyes which never appeared
except in n crisis, when he was sud
denly called on to concentrate his facul-
ties on the a~ll-important point of not
wasting n shot.
The rider who had caused this sud
den break !l what promised to he a
most cdifying conversation came on at
Il good round gait, not hesitatinE IN the
least when he saw that boil Gen. Jack
son and my grandfather n stopped
with the evident intention of passing
the compliments of the season with him.
He was n tall man. ~smooth-shaven, as
all who pretended to gentility were in
those days. lie wore n blue uniform
coat. faced with white. in the French
style, but without the heavy gold
eqaulets which belonged to IL. The
cooked hat. which dated back to the
Revolutionary period, and was then
going out OF fashion ever among the
soldiers of the border. showed hat he
was one Of the elder generation, and
that light French walking rapler which
swung at his side was In further evil
dence OF the fact. HIS holsters had the
brace Of fint-lock pistols which were n
part Of every riders equipment in the
first quarter of the century. His face
was frank and pen and his bearing
as he rode up perfectly easy and natu-
raj. He wished my grandfather and
Gen. Jackson good morning in n clear
and Eood-humored voice. calling each
my name. My grandfather returned
the salutation promptly, but Gen. Jack
sea waited 4 moment to collect himself.
and when he did speak it was in the
steady, restrained. low-pitched tone he
never adopted except when intensely
~anEry-too angry for the outbreak
which generally relieved him and put
him in a good humOr.
Gen. SEWER" he began.
Col. Sewer, Ii You please, Gen. Jack
son. ! prefer the title I had At Kings
Mountain to any higher one given In
these days"
If this yelled n concealed meaning it
did not appear in the speakers voice,
for he spoke good humoredIy as before,
but 1t was evident hat Gen. Jackson
was still further disturbed by the i'll
corruption.
l beg our pardon, sir, Col. Sewer.
L am Informed ~ gopd authority thai
You said publicly at Jorl zbOro n week
ago.. sir. that Gen. JACKSON had thrown
away the valuable lives OF more Tenncs-
: ans in d%islodging a handful of dirty
Greeks from the Horseshoe Bend than
IL a cost to drive the Cherokecs from
the State, though they were the braves;
END most Intelligent Indians In North
Amerir7 ID though It took thirty bat
les to "
NJ Gen. Jackson" sad Sc