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Gabriel Tolliver A Story of Reconstruction   By: (1848-1908)

Gabriel Tolliver A Story of Reconstruction by Joel Chandler Harris

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A Story of Reconstruction


Author of "Uncle Remus," "The Making of a Statesman," etc.



Published, October, 1902 R

To James Whitcomb Riley



CHAPTER ONE Kettledrum and Fife

CHAPTER TWO A Town with a History

CHAPTER THREE The Return of Two Warriors

CHAPTER FOUR Mr. Goodlett's Passengers

CHAPTER FIVE The Story of Margaret Gaither

CHAPTER SIX The Passing of Margaret

CHAPTER SEVEN Silas Tomlin Goes A Calling

CHAPTER EIGHT The Political Machine Begins Its Work

CHAPTER NINE Nan and Gabriel

CHAPTER TEN The Troubles of Nan

CHAPTER ELEVEN Mr. Sanders in His Cups

CHAPTER TWELVE Caught in a Corner

CHAPTER THIRTEEN The Union League Organises

CHAPTER FOURTEEN Nan and Her Young Lady Friends

CHAPTER FIFTEEN Silas Tomlin Scents Trouble

CHAPTER SIXTEEN Silas Tomlin Finds Trouble

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN Rhody Has Something to Say

CHAPTER EIGHTEEN The Knights of the White Camellia

CHAPTER NINETEEN Major Tomlin Perdue Arrives

CHAPTER TWENTY Gabriel at the Big Poplar

CHAPTER TWENTY ONE Bridalbin Follows Gabriel

CHAPTER TWENTY TWO The Fate of Mr. Hotchkiss

CHAPTER TWENTY THREE Mr. Sanders Searches for Evidence

CHAPTER TWENTY FOUR Captain Falconer Makes Suggestions

CHAPTER TWENTY FIVE Mr. Sanders's Riddle

CHAPTER TWENTY SIX Cephas Has His Troubles

CHAPTER TWENTY SEVEN Mr. Sanders Visits Some of His Old Friends


CHAPTER TWENTY NINE Bridalbin Finds His Daughter

CHAPTER THIRTY Miss Polly Has Some News

CHAPTER THIRTY ONE Mr. Sanders Receives a Message

CHAPTER THIRTY TWO Malvern Has a Holiday

CHAPTER THIRTY THREE Gabriel as an Orator




"Cephas! here is a letter for you, and it is from Shady Dale! I know you will be happy now."

For several years Sophia had listened calmly to my glowing descriptions of Shady Dale and the people there. She was patient, but I could see by the way she sometimes raised her eyebrows that she was a trifle suspicious of my judgment, and that she thought my opinions were unduly coloured by my feelings. Once she went so far as to suggest that I was all the time looking at the home people through the eyes of boyhood eyes that do not always see accurately. She had said, moreover, that if I were to return to Shady Dale, I would find that the friends of my boyhood were in no way different from the people I meet every day. This was absurd, of course or, rather, it would have been absurd for any one else to make the suggestion; for at that particular time, Sophia was a trifle jealous of Shady Dale and its people. Nevertheless, she was really patient. You know how exasperating a man can be when he has a hobby. Well, my hobby was Shady Dale, and I was not ashamed of it. The man or woman who cannot display as much of the homing instinct as a cat or a pigeon is a creature to be pitied or despised. Sophia herself was a tramp, as she often said. She was born in a little suburban town in New York State, but never lived there long enough to know what home was. She went to Albany, then to Canada, and finally to Georgia; so that the only real home she ever knew is the one she made herself out of the raw material, as one might say.

Well, she came running with the letter, for she is still active, though a little past the prime of her youth. I returned the missive to her with a faint show of dignity. "The letter is for you," I said. She looked at the address more carefully, and agreed with me. "What in the world have I done," she remarked, "to receive a letter from Shady Dale?"

"Why, it is the simplest thing in the world," I replied... Continue reading book >>

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