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Title: The Century book of famous Americans : the story of a young people's pilgrimage to historic homes
Year: 1896 (1890s)
Authors: Brooks, Elbridge Streeter, 1846-1902
Subjects: Historic buildings -- United States United States -- Description and travel
Publisher: New York : Century Co.
Contributing Library: New York Public Library
Digitizing Sponsor: MSN

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A HERO OF THE FORTIES.General Samuel Houston, first President of Texas. IN THE BLUE-GRASS COUNTRY 145 You re a great fellow to stick to the main subject, Bert, said UncleTom, with a laugh. That s all right; I like to see it in you. It means a-clear mind and persistence — two qualities to keep a man active and bringhim to success. Oh, that s Bert, every time, Uncle Tom, cried Jack. He s a mastermind. He 11 be President yet. Dont go back on your Iriends, will you,old fellow ? Nor on your convictions, either, Bert, said Uncle Tom. That is whathas wrecked too many reputations and brought too many public men to -
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ASHLAXD, THE HOME OF HENRY CLAY. grief. Now as to Henry Clay. His story is one of popularity and progress,tinctured with failure. He was a poor boy, born in the Virginia lowlands,at a place called the Slashes, in Hanover county, a short distance north ofRichmond. He was the fifth in a family of seven, and one of his choreswas to ride the horse to mill; hence, the mill-boy of the Slashes, you see.He was a bright, wide-awake boy, and finally managed to eet to Richmond -* J o o .and start out in life as a lawyer. In 1797 he decided to try his fortunes in 146 THE CENTURY BOOK OF FAMOUS AMERICANS a new region, and removed across the mountains into Kentucky, settlingin Lexington—the town for which we are bound. I 11 bet he did nt go in a parlor car, though, said Jack. Of course he did nt, saidMarian. Why, they did nt evenhave steam-cars then, did they. UncleTom ? No, no; it was 1830, at least,before the railway pierced thesehills, Uncle Tom replied, nearlyforty years after Clay crossed th

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