He finds some mighty changes: Cuba, which he fought to free, is
free; men of the South, with whom for four years he fought
shoulder to shoulder, are now wearing the blue; the empire of
Mexico, for which he fought, is a republic; the empire of France,
for which he fought, is a republic; the empire of Brazil, for which
he fought is a republic; the dynasty in Servia, to which he owes his
greatest honors, has been wiped out by murder. From none of the
eighteen countries he has served has he a pension, berth, or billet,
and at sixty he finds himself at home in every land, but with a
home in none.
Still he has his sword, his blanket, and in the event of war, to
obtain a commission he has only to open his tin boxes and show
the commissions already won. Indeed, any day, in a new uniform,
and under the Nineteenth Flag, the general may again be winning
fresh victories and honors.
And so, this brief sketch of him is left unfinished. We will mark
it--_To be continued_.
BARON JAMES HARDEN-HICKEY
THIS is an attempt to tell the story of Baron Harden-Hickey, the
Man Who Made Himself King, the man who was born after his
time.
If the reader, knowing something of the strange career of
Harden-Hickey, wonders why one writes of him appreciatively
rather than in amusement, he is asked not to judge Harden-Hickey
as one judges a contemporary.
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