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CHAPTER I
CHAPTER II
CHAPTER III
CHAPTER IV
CHAPTER V
CHAPTER VI
CHAPTER VII
CHAPTER VIII
CHAPTER IX
CHAPTER X
CHAPTER XI
CHAPTER XII
CHAPTER XIII
CHAPTER XIV
CHAPTER XV
CHAPTER XVI
CHAPTER XVII
CHAPTER XVIII
CHAPTER XIX
CHAPTER XX
CHAPTER XXI
CHAPTER XXII
CHAPTER XXIII
CHAPTER XXIV
CHAPTER XXV
CHAPTER XXVI
CHAPTER XXVII
CHAPTER XXVIII
CHAPTER XXIX
CHAPTER XXX
CHAPTER XXXI
Nelly stood ready to receive the General
I laid the floral wreath carefully upon the bright curls
"You have evidently mistaken me for a villain"
"Cousin Donald! Colonel Clark!" she called sharply
The life story of most men, who have lived earnest and active lives,would doubtless be worth the hearing, if the various influences and themany vicissitudes which compose it could be separated and skillfullyrearranged into some well wrought design. As I look back upon my ownlife, it seems to me full of interest and instruction, yet I suppose notmore so than that of many another; wherefore, were