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The first volume of John Jakes’s acclaimed and sweeping saga about a friendship threatened by the divisions of the Civil War

In the years leading up to the Civil War, one enduring friendship embodies the tensions of a nation. Orry Main from South Carolina and George Hazard from Pennsylvania forge a lasting bond while training at the United States Military Academy at West Point. Together they fight in the Mexican-American War, but their ...
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The first volume of John Jakes’s acclaimed and sweeping saga about a friendship threatened by the divisions of the Civil War

In the years leading up to the Civil War, one enduring friendship embodies the tensions of a nation. Orry Main from South Carolina and George Hazard from Pennsylvania forge a lasting bond while training at the United States Military Academy at West Point. Together they fight in the Mexican-American War, but their closeness is tested as their regional politics diverge. As the first rounds are fired at Fort Sumter, Orry and George find themselves on different sides of the coming struggle. In John Jakes’s unmatched style, North and South launches a trilogy that captures the fierce passions of a country at the precipice of disaster.

This ebook features an illustrated biography of John Jakes including rare images from the author’s personal collection.
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  • ISBN-13: 9781453255988
  • Publisher: Open Road Media
  • Publication date: 7/10/2012
  • Series: North and South Trilogy , #1
  • Sold by: Barnes & Noble
  • Format: eBook
  • Pages: 806
  • Sales rank: 3,641
  • File size: 4 MB

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John Jakes (b. 1932), the author of more than a dozen novels, is regarded as one of today’s most distinguished writers of historical fiction. His work includes the highly acclaimed Kent Family Chronicles series and the North and South Trilogy. Jakes’s commitment to historical accuracy and evocative storytelling earned him the title of “the godfather of historical novelists” from the Los Angeles Times and led to a streak of sixteen consecutive New York Times bestsellers. Jakes has received several awards for his work and is a member of the Authors Guild and the PEN American Center. He and his wife, Rachel, live on the west coast of Florida.   
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North and South

The North and South Trilogy (Book One)


By John Jakes

OPEN ROAD INTEGRATED MEDIA

Copyright © 1982 John Jakes
All rights reserved.
ISBN: 978-1-4532-5598-8


CHAPTER 1

"Like some help loading that aboard, young sir?"

The stevedore smiled but there was no friendliness in his eyes, only avarice inspired by the sight of an obvious stranger.

A few moments ago the driver of the Astor House passenger omnibus had thrown the travel-battered trunk down at the head of the pier. Orry had picked it up by the one rope handle still unbroken and had dragged it scarcely three feet before the stevedore stepped between him and the gangway.

It was a brilliant, windless morning in June 1842. Orry was already nervous about the day ahead. The stevedore's fixed smile and hard stare only worsened that state, as did the sight of the stevedore's two associates lounging nearby.

Nerves and cowardice were two different things, though; Orry had no intention of letting the former lead to the latter. He had been warned that New York teemed with all sorts of swindlers, and now it appeared he had finally met one. He took off his tall, stylish beaver hat and mopped his forehead with a linen handkerchief from an inside pocket.

Orry Main was sixteen and stood almost six feet two inches. His slimness accentuated his height and lent him a certain grace when he moved. He had a long, plain face with the good color of someone who spent a lot of time in the sunshine. His nose was narrow and aristocratic, his wavy hair brown. His eyes, brown too, were rather deeply set. Fatigue circles tended to appear under them whenever he slept poorly, as he had last night. The rings of shadow gave his face a melancholy cast. But he was not melancholy by disposition. His smile, which appeared frequently, proved that. He was, however, a deliberate sort. He tended to pause and think before taking any important step.

Impatient, the stevedore put a foot on the trunk. "Lad I asked—"

"I heard you, sir. I can handle the trunk myself."

"Listen to that," one of the other stevedores jeered. "Where you from, country boy?" It was Orry's accent that gave him away; his clothes were far from countrified.

"South Carolina."

His heart was beating fast now. The three were mature men, muscular and rough. But he refused to be backed down. He reached for the rope handle. The first stevedore grabbed his wrist.

"No you don't. Either we put it on the steamer or you travel up to West Point without it."

Orry was stunned by the threat and equally stunned by the ease with which he and his destination had been identified. He needed time to think, time to put himself in a better position to deal with these louts. He shook his wrist to signal that he wanted the stevedore to release him. After a deliberate delay the man did. Orry straightened and used both hands to put his hat back on his head.

Three female passengers, two pretty girls and an older woman, hurried by. They certainly couldn't help him. Then a small man in a uniform stepped off the gangway, an official of the line, Orry suspected. A sharp wave from one of the stevedores and the official came no farther.

"How much to load it?" Orry asked. Somewhere behind him wagon wheels squealed and hooves rang on the cobbles. He heard merry voices, laughter. Other passengers arriving.

"Two dollars."

"That's about eight times more than it should be."

The stevedore grinned. "Could be, sojerboy. But that's the price."

"You don't like it," the second stevedore said, "go complain to the mayor. Go complain to Brother Jonathan." All three laughed. Brother Jonathan was the popular symbol for the nation. A rustic, a Yankee.

Orry was perspiring from tension as well as from the heat. He bent at the waist, again reaching for the trunk. "I refuse to pay you a—"

The first stevedore pushed him. "Then the trunk stays here."

A grave look concealed Orry's fear. "Sir, don't put hands on me again." The words provoked the stevedore to do exactly that. He tried to give Orry a clumsy shake. Orry had planned his point of attack and rammed his right fist into the stevedore's stomach.

The official cried, "Stop that," and started forward. Another stevedore flung him back so hard he nearly pitched off the pier into the water.

The first stevedore grabbed Orry's ears and twisted. Then he kneed Orry's groin. Orry reeled away, falling against someone who had come up behind him, someone who darted around him and charged the three stevedores, fists swinging.

A young man not much older than himself, Orry saw as he lunged back to the fray. A shorter, very stocky chap who punched with great ferocity. Orry jumped in, bloodied a nose, and got his cheek raked by fingernails. Frontier-style fighting had reached the New York docks, it seemed.

The first stevedore tried to jab a thumb in Orry's eye. Before he hit his target, a long gold-knobbed cane came slashing in from the right. The knob whacked the stevedore's forehead. He yelled and staggered.

"Blackguards," a man bellowed. "Where are the authorities?"

"William, don't excite yourself," a woman exclaimed.

The stocky young man jumped on Orry's trunk, poised and ready to continue the fight. Now the official by the gangway was joined by two crewmen from the steamer. The stevedores backed off, calculated the rapidly changing odds, and after some oaths that brought gasps from the two ladies who had just arrived, hurried off the pier and disappeared on the street beyond.

Orry drew a deep breath. The other young man jumped down from the trunk. His fine clothes were hardly ruffled.

"I thank you very much for your assistance sir." Orry's politeness helped hide his nervousness in the presence of Yankees—and patently prosperous ones, at that.

The stocky young man grinned. "We almost had 'em whipped."

Orry smiled too; The newcomer stood just about to his shoulder. Although there was no fat on him, he gave the impression of being very wide of body. His face was shaped like a wide U. He'd lost his hat, and his brown hair, lighter than Orry's, showed several blond streaks bleached by the sun. The young man's pale, ice-colored eyes were saved from severity by a good-humored sparkle. His smile helped, too, although anyone who disliked him no doubt would have called it cocky.

"So we did," Orry replied, perpetuating the lie.

"Nonsense," said a stout, pasty man three or four years older than Orry's benefactor. "Both of you could have been injured or killed."

The stocky lad spoke to Orry. "My brother never does anything more dangerous than trimming his nails."

The woman who had cried out, stout and fortyish, said, "George, don't be saucy to Stanley. He's right. You're far too reckless."

It was a family, then. Orry touched his hat brim. "Whether we won or lost, all of you helped me out of a tight spot. My thanks again."

"I'll give you a hand with that trunk," George said. "You are taking this boat, aren't you?"

"Yes, to the Military Academy."

"Just get your appointment this year?"

Orry nodded. "Two months ago."

"Fancy that," George said, grinning again. "So did I."

He let go of the broken rope handle. Orry's quick jump saved his feet from being crushed by the trunk.

The other young man held out his hand. "Name's George Hazard. I'm from Pennsylvania. A little town you've never heard of—Lehigh Station."

"Orry Main. From Saint George's Parish, South Carolina."

They looked at each other as their hands clasped. Orry had a feeling this pugnacious little Yankee was going to be a friend.

A few steps away George's father was berating the official who had stood by while a fight developed. The official loudly disavowed responsibility for the public pier. The elder Hazard exclaimed, "I've got your name. There'll be an investigation, I promise you that."

Scowling, he returned to his family. His wife soothed him with some murmured words and a pat or two. Then George cleared his throat and, with a mannerly air, made the proper introductions.

William Hazard was a stern, impressive man with a lined face. He looked ten years older than his wife, though in fact he was not. In addition to the parents and their two older sons, there was a sister, Virgilia—oldest of the children, Orry surmised—and a boy of six or seven. His mother called him William; George referred to him as Billy. The boy kept fiddling with his high collar, which brushed the lobes of his ears; all the men, including Orry, wore similar collars. Billy gazed at his brother George with unmistakable admiration.

"Since Stanley's the oldest male, he's going to take over the ironworks," George explained as he and Orry carried the trunk onto the steamer. "There's never been a question of his doing anything else."

"Iron, you said?"

"Yes. Our family's been making it for six generations. The company used to be called Hazard Furnace, but my father changed the name to Hazard Iron."

"My older brother would be fascinated. Anything scientific or mechanical interests him."

"Are you the second son also?" George's father asked, coming aboard with the rest of the family.

"Yes, sir. My brother Cooper refused an Academy appointment, so I took it instead." He said nothing more. There was no point in airing family quarrels; no point in telling strangers how Cooper, whom Orry admired, continually disappointed and angered their father with his independent ways.

"Then you're the fortunate one," Hazard Senior declared, leaning on his gold-knobbed stick. "Some say the Academy is a haven for aristocrats, but that's a canard. The true nature of the Academy is this: it's the source of the best scientific education available in America." He punctuated each sentence with a kind of verbal period; the man spoke in pronouncements, Orry thought.

The sister stepped forward. She was an unsmiling girl of about twenty. Her squarish face was marred by a few pox marks. Her figure was generous, almost too buxom for her puff-shouldered, narrow-waisted dress of embroidered cambric. Gloves and a flower-trimmed poke completed her costume. Miss Virgilia Hazard said, "Would you be kind enough to repeat your first name, Mr. Main?"

He could certainly understand why she wasn't married. "Orry," he said, and spelled it. He explained that his forebears were early settlers of South Carolina and that he was the third member of his family to be called Orry; it was a corruption of Horry, a common Huguenot name pronounced as if the H did not exist.

Virgilia's dark eyes challenged him. "Might I ask the nature of your family's business?" Instantly he felt defensive; he knew what she was after.

"They own a rice plantation, ma'am. Rather large and considered prosperous." He realized his description was gratuitous and braggy; he was indeed on the defensive.

"Then I presume you also own slaves?"

No trace of a smile on his face now. "Yes, ma'am, more than a hundred and fifty. You can't grow rice without them."

"As long as the South perpetuates Negro slavery, Mr. Main, the region will remain backward."

The mother touched her daughter's arm. "Virgilia, this is neither the time nor the place for such a discussion. Your remark was impolite and un-Christian. You hardly know this young man."

The sister blinked; it appeared to be the only apology Orry would get.

"Visitors ashore. Visitors ashore, please!" A bell rang stridently. George bustled around, hugging Billy, his mother, his father. He shook stuffy Stanley's hand and merely said good-bye to Virgilia.

Soon the steamer was backing from its berth. The family waved from the pier. They dropped out of sight as the boat headed upstream. The two travelers stared at each other, realizing they were on their own.

George Hazard, seventeen, felt obliged to apologize to the young man from the South. George didn't understand his older sister, though he suspected she was mad at the world because she hadn't been born a man, with a man's rights and opportunities. Her anger made her a misfit socially; she was too brusque to catch a beau.

The young Pennsylvanian didn't understand his sister's opinions, either. He had never thought much about slavery one way or another. It existed, although many said it should not. He was not about to damn this chap because of it.

The paddles churned the sunlit water. New York's piers and buildings disappeared astern. George glanced sidewise at Orry, who in one way reminded him of Stanley. Think carefully first, and don't act until you do. There was, however, a significant difference. Orry had a natural, genuine smile. Stanley's smile was priggish and obviously forced.

George cleared his throat. "My sister was rude to say what she did."

The moment he spoke he saw Orry's shoulders stiffen. But the tone of the statement put the Southerner at ease. Orry asked, "Is she an abolitionist?"

"I don't think so. Not an active one, anyway, although I guess she could be. Hope you don't take her remarks too personally. I expect Virgilia would sass anyone from your part of the country. You're probably the first Southron she's ever run into. We don't see many in Pennsylvania, and I can't say I've ever met one myself."

"You'll meet plenty at the Academy."

"Good. I'm anxious to know what they're really like. I have this picture, you see—"

"What kind of picture?"

"Southerners are people who eat pork and collards, fight with knives, and abuse their niggers."

In spite of the way the description offended him, Orry managed to see the attempt at humor in it. "Each of those things is true about some Southerners, but it's by no means true of all. That's where misunderstandings arise, I reckon." He pondered a moment. "I have a picture of a Yankee, too."

George grinned. "I thought you might. What is it?"

"A Yankee's always ready to invent some new thingamajig or to outwit his neighbor in court. He's a pert sort who wants to sell you jackknives or tinware, but what he likes best is skinning you."

The other burst out laughing. "I've met a couple of Yankees like that."

"My father says Yankees are trying to run the country now."

George couldn't let that pass. "The way Virginia ran it for so many years?"

Orry gripped the varnished rail. "Look here—"

"No, look there." George decided that if they were to be friends the subject should be changed posthaste. He pointed to the stern, where the two young female passengers were giggling under their parasols. The older woman with them had fallen asleep on a bench.

George had made love to two girls back home, thus felt worldly. "Shall we go talk to 'em?"

Orry turned pink and shook his head. "You go if you want. I'm not much for gallanting the belles."

"Don't like to?"

A sheepish admission: "Don't know how."

"Well, you'd better learn or you'll miss half the fun in life." George relaxed against the rail. "Guess I won't talk to them either. I couldn't conduct much of a romance between here and West Point."

He fell silent, giving in at last to the anxiety that had been growing in him ever since he left home. His family would be staying on in the city, his father to transact some business, the others to enjoy the restaurants, museums, and theaters—while he traveled toward an uncertain future. A lonely one, too. Even if he survived the rigorous disciplines of the Academy, it would be two years before he saw Lehigh Station again. Cadets were granted just one leave, between their second and third years.

Of course he had to overcome a lot of obstacles before he became eligible for that little holiday. The academic work was reportedly hard, the deviling of plebes by upperclassmen harder still. The institution was frequently criticized for permitting hazing. The criticism usually came from Democrats who hated the whole concept of the place, as Old Hickory had.

As the steamer moved against the current, the palisades rose on either hand, green with summer leaves. There was no sign of human habitation on the bluffs. The vessel was carrying them into a wilderness. For that reason George welcomed the company of someone else fated to suffer the same uncertainties and, unless he guessed wrong, the same fears of what lay ahead.

CHAPTER 2

THE STEAMER PROCEEDED NORTH into the Hudson Highlands. About one in the afternoon it rounded the point that gave the institution its more common name. Orry strained for a glimpse of the cadet monument to the great engineer, Kosciusko, on the bluff above, but foliage hid it.

As the boat maneuvered into the North Dock, the two young men had a breathtaking view of the Hudson gorge stretching north. Ancient glaciers had carved terraced mountainsides and created the peaks with which Orry had familiarized himself through reading. He pointed them out. Mount Taurus behind them on the east shore, Crow-Nest on the west, and, farther upriver, the Shawangunk range.

"Back there where we passed Constitution Island the Americans strung a chain and boom to hamper navigation during the Revolution. Fort Clinton stood up there on the point. It was named for the British general. The ruins of Fort Putnam are over that way."

"Interested in history, are you?" George asked pointedly.

"Yes. Some of the Mains fought in the Revolution. One rode with Marion, the Swamp Fox."

"Well, I suppose some Hazards fought, too. In Pennsylvania we don't keep very close track of those things." Testiness brought on by the heat and by their isolation had crept into George's voice. He recognized that and tried to joke. "But now I understand why you haven't time for girls. You're always reading."


(Continues...)

Excerpted from North and South by John Jakes. Copyright © 1982 John Jakes. Excerpted by permission of OPEN ROAD INTEGRATED MEDIA.
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  • Posted July 10, 2012

    I LOVE this book! When I first read it, I couldn't put it down!

    I LOVE this book! When I first read it, I couldn't put it down! John Jakes is one of my favorite authors!

    7 out of 7 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted January 31, 2002

    Like Family

    The North and South trilogy introduces readers to two families, one from the North and one from the South....I felt I became members of these families as I read of their lives before, during and after the Civil War. When I reached the last page of the trilogy I felt sad I had to say good bye to 'family.' I felt like I truly was there back in the 1800s.

    7 out of 7 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted November 22, 2009

    I would recomend this book, whether your into war genres or not. Also i recomend John Jakes if you havent read his work with this book and his other books in the series.

    This is the first book ive read written by author, John Jakes. He has a good writing style, and good use of detail. This book is one of a series including Love and War, and Heaven and Hell. I might go on to read other books in this series because this book is an enjoyable one. Ive never been too into the civil war, or any war genre, but this is a good book.
    If you have not read any of John Jakes writings, his books are based on war genres. This book is based on the civil war and it follows a young man on his experiences in the civil war. It is very realistic with good details on whats going on. At first the book was a little confusing because of a small story at the beggining of the book on how his family got to South Carolina. After this the story gets better and better.
    The main character is a tall, 16 year old boy. The book follows him throughout the book and his experiences. He goes off to West Point Acadamy for military. Here he learns and studies about war, techniques, and trains for the upcoming war. Although he lives in South Carolina he heads north a fights for the Union.
    Although the book has a slow start, it gets better and better as you read. If you havent read any of John Jakes, you should try reading his work. He has a good writing style and it's hard to stop, this book is thrilling. His plot and setting goes with the book great. All of the elements of the book combined make this book and exciting, and thrilling book about the civil war.

    5 out of 7 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted January 2, 2004

    Absolutely Incredible

    I could not put the book down. You get to follow the Hazards and the Mains before, during and after the war and get a great idea of what the war was like and how it affected people. This is a truly moving book. When you are done with it you feel like you became a part of the families. I recommend this book to anyone who just loves to read.

    5 out of 5 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted July 22, 2005

    one of the best books ever!

    I loved North and South and found it hard to put down. The only reason I gave it four stars is because of all the sexual situations in it. I am a very conservative person and found it, well,... anyways, it was still an outstanding book!

    2 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted February 8, 2005

    North and South an excellent American novel

    This novel is truly outstanding. Jakes's description of West Point and the rest of the country at this time period is discriptive enough you actually feel like you are there. Furthermore, the idea that friendship is more important than political ideals is very applicable to this time period.

    2 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted December 20, 2003

    Absolutely wonderful!!

    I have read the entire trilogy and it is wonderful. Would recommend that everyone read this trilogy.

    2 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted August 11, 2005

    The Best Exciting Book You'll Ever Read!!!

    This book has you literally on the edge of your seat while your reading it. It's just amazing to read about a story of two great friends who will do anything to keep their friendship. One's from the south, and the other is from the north.And to be friends during the civil war was astonishing. It gets interesting the more you read it.The story is so incredible you'll want to read it over and over again. It's remarkable and you'll LOVE it.

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted May 9, 2005

    Hard to put down!

    As daunting as it is with so many pages, this book really does a great job of taking hold of you and not letting go. Jakes does a fantastic job describing the settings and putting you inside the minds of the characters. There are so many different characters in the novel, many in the same family. The initricately weaved relationships they all pursue with one another makes for an amazing journey! You really feel like your in the middle of the all the heated arguments and conflicts during this time period. I'm only halfway through the book and I'm already looking forward to reading the second book in the series.

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted March 24, 2005

    the best book in the world!!

    If you want a really good book you should read this trilogy! it hooks you to the 2 families and make it hard to say goodbye at the end. Patrick Swayzee and James Read star in the epic movie that is such a good movie that gets you hooked in so you can't say ok its getting late better turn the movie off. my kids were saying leave it on leave it on because the loved it so much. my daughter is reading the books because she loved the movie so much and she is 8! so i recommend this book to anyone and everyone who can read and loves the Civil War time period!

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted June 17, 2001

    Best book ever

    I read all of the North and South trilogoy when I was 12 and absolutely loved each of them being a history fan. Now I'm 18 and would read them again in a second. I would recomend these books to anyone. The story is so true of the struggles of war and different ways of life and how to make a friendship work in the midst of them.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted July 25, 2001

    the best

    I loved this book i have seen the trilogy on the miniseries but i would recomend the novels to anyone who wants a good trilogy.

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted September 4, 2014

    A very good read. it lets you get lost in time.

    A very good read. it lets you get lost in time.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted July 16, 2014

    Read

    I read this book 30 plus years ago. Enjoyed then and every time since.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted June 25, 2014

    Lioncrown

    He meowed im glad the forcematter only pinned you and if your still looking to have kits im always hear. He meows were is your clan?

    0 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted June 25, 2014

    Celestialwing

    "Me too! And thank you! My clan is at "little heroes" all results. Camp is result three." She licked his cheek and bounded torward her home Florescentclan.

    0 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted January 15, 2014

    Such a good

    BEST BOOK IN HISTORY

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  • Anonymous

    Posted September 8, 2013

    Read it!!! It's about the civil war!

    The book is awsome! I only read a sample, but I really want to read the full book. It is a little hard to get through, but it's totally worth it!!! Once you meet Orry Main and George Hazard, you will never leave the book!!! Happy reading!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted June 15, 2013

    Huge fan

    The movies are really good. And i bet that the books are really good. I want to read them and i will probably like the books. I'm ready to read them. Everybody should have to read them because it is part of history.

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