Broderick's untimely death and
the crushing defeat of the elections are bad omens. It is with shame
he learns of the carefully laid plots to seduce leading officers
of the army and navy. The South must bribe over officials, and
locate government property for the use of the conspirators. It
labors with intrigue and darkness, to prepare for what he feels
should be a gallant defiance. It should be only a solemn appeal to
the god of battles.
He sadly arranges his personal affairs, to meet the separations
of the future. He sits with his lovely, graceful consort, on the
banks of Lagunitas. He is only waiting the throwing-off of the
disguise which hides the pirate gun-ports of the cruiser, Southern
Rights. The hour comes before the roses bloom twice over dead
Broderick, on the stately slopes of Lone Mountain.
BOOK III
GOING HOME TO DIXIE: STARS AND STRIPES, OR STARS AND BARS?
CHAPTER X
A LITTLE DINNER AT JUDGE HARDIN'S.--THE KNIGHTS OF THE GOLDEN
CIRCLE.
The rain drips drearily around Judge Hardin's spacious residence
in San Francisco. January, 1861, finds the sheltering trees higher.
The embowered shade hides to-night an unusual illumination. Winter
breezes sigh through the trees.
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