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 The Battle of the Boyne had been fought more than a hundred years before; but; to the O’Haras and their neighbors; it might have been yesterday when their hopes and their dreams; as well as their lands and wealth; went off in the same cloud of dust that enveloped a frightened and fleeing Stuart prince; leaving William of Orange and his hated troops with their orange cockades to cut down the Irish adherents of the Stuarts。
 For this and other reasons; Gerald’s family was not inclined to view the fatal outcome of this quarrel as anything very serious; except for the fact that it was charged with serious consequences。 For years; the O’Haras had been in bad odor with the English constabulary on account of suspected activities against the government; and Gerald was not the first O’Hara to take his foot in his hand and quit Ireland between dawn and morning。 His two oldest brothers; James and Andrew; he hardly remembered; save as close…lipped youths who came and went at odd hours of the night on mysterious errands or disappeared for weeks at a time; to their mother’s gnawing anxiety。 They had come to America years before; after the discovery of a small arsenal of rifles buried under the O’Hara pigsty。 Now they were successful merchants in Savannah; “though the dear God alone knows where that may be;” as their mother always interpolated when mentioning the two oldest of her male brood; and it was to them that young Gerald was sent。
 He left home with his mother’s hasty kiss on his cheek and her fervent Catholic blessing in his ears; and his father’s parting admonition; “Remember who ye are and don’t be taking nothing off no man。” His five tall brothers gave him good…by with admiring but slightly patronizing smiles; for Gerald was the baby and the little one of a brawny family。
 His five brothers and their father stood six feet and over and broad in proportion; but little Gerald; at twenty…one; knew that five feet four and a half inches was as much as the Lord in His wisdom was going to allow him。 It was like Gerald that he never wasted regrets on his lack of height and never found it an obstacle to his acquisition of anything he wanted。 Rather; it was Gerald’s compact smallness that made him what he was; for he had learned early that little people must be hardy to survive among large ones。 And Gerald was hardy。
 His tall brothers were a grim; quiet lot; in whom the family tradition of past glories; lost forever; rankled in unspoken hate and crackled out in bitter humor。 Had Gerald been brawny; he would have gone the way of the other O’Haras and moved quietly and darkly among the rebels against the government But Gerald was “loud…mouthed and bullheaded;” as his mother fondly phrased it; hair trigger of temper; quick with his fists and possessed of a chip on his shoulder so large as to be almost visible to the naked eye。 He swaggered among the tall O’Haras like a strutting bantam in a barnyard of giant Cochin roosters; and they loved him; baited him affectionately to hear him roar and hammered on him with their large fists no more than was necessary to keep a baby brother in his proper place。
 If the educational equipment which Gerald brought to America was scant; he did not even know it。 Nor would he have cared if he had been told。 His mother had taught him to read and to write a clear hand。 He was adept at ciphering。 And there his book knowledge stopped。 The only Latin he knew was the responses of the Mass and the only history the manifold wrongs of Ireland。 He knew no poetry save that of Moore and no music except the songs of Ireland that had come down through the years。 While he entertained the liveliest respect for those who had more book learning than he; he never felt his own lack。 And what need had he of these things in a new country where the most ignorant of bogtrotters had made great fortunes? in this country which asked only that a man be strong and unafraid of work?
 Nor did James and Andrew; who took him into their store in Savannah; regret his lack of education。 His clear hand; his accurate figures and his shrewd ability in bargaining won their respect; where a knowledge of literature and a fine appreciation of music; had young Gerald possessed them; would have moved them to snorts of contempt。 America; in the early years of the century; had been kind to the Irish。 James and Andrew; who had begun by hauling goods in covered wagons from Savannah to Georgia’s inland towns; had prospered into a store of their own; and Gerald prospered with them。
 He liked the South; and he soon became; in his own opinion; a Southerner。 There was much about the South—and Southerners—that he would never comprehend; but; with the wholeheartedness that was his nature; he adopted its ideas and customs; as he understood them; for his own—poker and horse racing; red…hot politics and the code duello; States’ Rights and damnation to all Yankees; slavery and King Cotton; contempt for white trash and exaggerated courtesy to women。 He even learned to chew tobacco。 There was no need for him to acquire a good head for whisky; he had been born with one。
 But Gerald remained Gerald。 His habits of living and his ideas changed; but his manners he would not change; even had he been able to change them。 He admired the drawling elegance of the wealthy rice and cotton planters; who rode into Savannah from their moss…hung kingdoms; mounted on thoroughbred horses and followed by the carriages of their equally elegant ladies and the wagons of their slaves。 But Gerald could never attain elegance。 Their lazy; blurred voices fell pleasantly on his ears; but his own brisk brogue clung to his tongue。 He liked the casual grace with which they conducted affairs of importance; risking a fortune; a plantation or a slave on the turn of a card and writing off their losses with careless good humor and no more ado than when they scattered pennies to pickaninnies。 But Gerald had known poverty; and he could never learn to lose money with good humor or good grace。 They were a pleasant race; these coastal Georgians; with their soft…voiced; quick rages and their charming inconsistencies; and Gerald liked them。 But there was a brisk and restless vitality about the young Irishman; fresh from a country where winds blew wet and chill; where misty swamps held no fevers; that set him apart from these indolent gentle…folk of semi…tropical weather and malarial marshes。
 From them he learned what he found useful; and the rest he dismissed。 He found poker the most useful of all Southern customs; poker and a steady head for whisky; and it was his natural aptitude for cards and amber liquor that brought to Gerald two of his three most prized possessions; his valet and his plantation。 The other was his wife; and he could only attribute her to the mysterious kindness of God。
 The; valet。 Pork by name; shining black; dignified and trained in all the arts of sartorial elegance; was the result of an all…night poker game with a planter from St。 Simons Island; whose courage in a bluff equaled Gerald’s but whose head for New Orleans rum did not。 Though Pork’s former owner later offered to buy him back at twice his value; Gerald obstinately refused; for the poss
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