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...room complement a Chippendale sofa covered in needlepoint, an English secretary and an English gaming table. Mary Cassatt's pastel of Electra's mother hangs in her bedroom. Desk and dresser tops are crowded with silver-framed photographs of her children and grandchildren-and a white satin pillow on the bed bears the red-embroidered maxim: "We live in deeds, not years...
...eyes, and with a cigarette holder between his teeth, he drives his silver Ferrari "as fast as I can everywhere I go, playing little tunes on the gears." For solace, he retreats to his 22-room Spanish villa atop Beverly Hills, sits cross-legged on a leopard-skin pillow, drops his head, closes his eyes, and bongs away on four Japanese gongs and a large hollow log from Mexico. "My gong guru and I," he recalls, "used to go out in the desert and take some peyote and just hit it. Wild vibrations, man! Overlapping...
...grey, move forward to the conflict. On the Confederate side, the standouts are General Forrest, a bombastic, semiliterate slave trader who leads a ferocious cavalry charge, and Captain Hamilton LeRoy Acox, a mild Georgian who, though weary of war, wields a mighty sword in a lunatic moment at Fort Pillow...
...Union side is perhaps more unattractively vivid. Fort Pillow's second-ranking officer is Major Will Bradford, who before the war was a Northern sympathizer in plantation climes. A sleazy, ambitious, jake-leg lawyer, he had run unsuccessfully for the state legislature and vainly courted Good Old Southern Family belles. With secession, he joined the Union army. Knowing clearly enough that no matter who wins the war he will be forced to leave his homeland hills in the end, Bradford lives "in a dry bitterness...
Rude Indignities. Second Lieut. Jonathan Endicott Seabury, a Bostonian idealist and Ivy League mama's boy still wet behind the diploma, is another of Fort Pillow's defenders. He "asked specifically for a colored regiment," dreaming of how he could teach Negro troops "English or history or geography" and monitor the happy spirituals that he fancied they would sing around their fires. He is ill prepared for the reality he encounters: dirty, sly, half-slaves whom he must train to fire fieldpieces without live ammunition. Thus he hides the gradual erosion of his soul by secretly rehearsing...