He seemed at once to Harry to be a messenger from that Charleston which he had liked, and in the life of which he had had a share.

Bertrand shook hands with both with great enthusiasm, but his eyes sparkled when he spoke to Harry.
"And you were there when they fired on Sumter!" he exclaimed.

"And you had a part in it! What a glorious day! What a glorious deed! And I had to be here in your cold state, trying to make these descendants of stubborn Scotch and English see the right, and follow gladly in the path of our beautiful star, South Carolina!" "How goes the cause here, Bertrand ?" asked Colonel Kenton, breaking in on his prose epic.
Bertrand shrugged his shoulders and his face expressed discontent.
"Not well," he replied, "not as well as I had hoped.

There is still something in the name of the Union that stirs the hearts of the Kentuckians.

They hesitate.