It was fifteen miles to the nearest railroad station, and the mail had come in at noon, bringing the first printed accounts of South Carolina's action.

In this border state, which was a divided house from first to last, men still guarded their speech.

They had grown up together, and they were all of blood kin, near or remote.
"What will it mean ?" said Harry to old Judge Kendrick.
"War, perhaps, my son," replied the old man sadly.

"The violence of New England in speech and the violence of South Carolina in action may start a flood.

But Kentucky must keep out of it.