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Text for Page 201 [12-31-1860]

	   And I frighten Him.
oleon, you�d be for going back to fight for 
your native land?�   �I�ve a country worth fight-
ing for!� quoth I.       �Well, I don�t care a
d__n about Uncle Sam!� he said, �see
the difference between a New Yorker and an
Englishman!�           It was a contrast of opinion
and sentiment which didn�t redound to his cre-
dit in the minds of the intensely locally-patriot-
ic Carolinians.       Wood was slightly scared
withal and I found satisfaction in deepening
it, partly on account of the audacity of the
thing, considering my own position, partly beause
I wanted him off for New York, anticipating
that he might suspect me, when my letters be-
gan to appear.        So I told him all I heard
against him, in confidence, not softening, though
I didn�t exaggerate it.            The result will
appear presently.         Carlyle, like all the
Carolinians, was very denunciatory of Anderson,
said �it was the result of a drunken panic &c,�
that �not one of the garrison had been sober for
the forty-eight hours preceding the evacuation
of Fort Moultrie.�         The Major had, it ap-
pears dined with the Governor or some of the
State authorities, on the day of the retreat;
there were stories afloat that he had been carried
to his boat inebriated.         Some attributed this to               
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