The Real America in Romance, Volume 10 | Page 2

a namesake of the cabin-boy of Christopher Columbus on his first voyage to America, Hernando Estevan, of whom he was a lineal descendant. The hero of this volume was a son of Albert Stevens, a Revolutionary soldier, who was a son of Colonel Noah Stevens, of the French and Indian War, who was a son of Elmer Stevens of early Virginia history, a son of Robert Stevens of the time of Bacon's Rebellion. He was a son of John Smith Stevens, of the early Virginia history, who was the son of Philip Stevens, or Philip Estevan, the young Spaniard who was the personal friend of Captain John Smith and helped lay the foundation of Jamestown. He was a son of Francisco Estevan of St. Augustine, who was a son of Christopher Estevan of Cuba, a companion of Pizarro and De Soto, and he was a son of Hernando Estevan, who went as cabin-boy with Columbus on his memorable first voyage in which he discovered the Western Hemisphere.
This scion of a long line of stalwart but not famous ancestors is the one whose adventures we now narrate. Like his ancestors, he was only one of the rank and file of Americans, whose names are seldom seen in print, but who, after all, go to make up the true history of our glorious republic. Fernando's adventures, with those of Morgianna, the mysterious waif of the sea, form the romance of this story.
JOHN E. MUSICK.
KIRKSVILLE, Mo., July 11th, 1893.

TABLE OF CONTENTS.
CHAPTER I.
THE YOUNG EMIGRANT
CHAPTER II.
MORGIANNA
CHAPTER III.
JEFFERSONIANISM
CHAPTER IV.
BRITISH CRUISERS
CHAPTER V.
FERNANDO'S JOURNEY EAST. HE MEETS WITH QUEER PEOPLE
CHAPTER VI.
WAR FEELING OF 1811
CHAPTER VII.
FERNANDO'S FRIEND GETS HIM INTO A SERIOUS SCRAPE
CHAPTER VIII.
THE BELLE OF THE BEACH
CHAPTER IX.
THE ENGLISHMAN'S DILEMMA
CHAPTER X.
THE SILENT GUNNER
CHAPTER XI.
SHIPWRECK, ESCAPE AND RETURN TO OHIO
CHAPTER XII.
WAR
CHAPTER XIII.
THE PEACE PARTY
CHAPTER XIV.
FERNANDO SEES SERVICE
CHAPTER XV.
ON LAND
CHAPTER XVI.
ON WATER
CHAPTER XVII.
THE CRUISER'S THREAT
CHAPTER XVIII.
THE SAVING SHOT
CHAPTER XIX.
NEW ORLEANS
CHAPTER XX.
CONCLUSION
HISTORICAL INDEX
CHRONOLOGY

LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONS.
They took a last look at the spots which were hallowed by association
Emigrants' wagon crossing a stream
Morgianna
Carried the ship by the board after a terrible hand-to-hand conflict
Stephen Decatur
"Do you think dar is any Angler-Saxun blood in dese veins?"
Fulton's Clermont, the first steamboat
As near perfection as a girl of sixteen can be
That smile and that eternal stare disconcerted the British officer
"You surrender easily,"
He sat down on a broken mast
The boatswain's mate brought the terrible scourge hissing and crackling on the young and tender back
He saw Captain Bones and his lieutenant trying to hide behind a barrel
It soon became evident that he did not intend to drown her
Henry Clay
John C. Calhoun
"Lave it all to me"
James Madison
Tecumseh
"My brave Kentucky lads, to us is accorded the honor of winning this battle. Forward!"
They came together in an earnest struggle
"My father will protect me; I want no other protection"
Sukey's thumb lifted the hammer of his gun
Packenham fell bleeding and dying in the arms of Sir Duncan McDougal
Map of the period

SUSTAINED HONOR.
CHAPTER I.
THE YOUNG EMIGRANT.
[Illustration]
The first recollections of Fernando Stevens, the hero of this romance, were of "moving." He was sitting on his mother's knee. How long he had been sitting there he did not know, nor did he know how he came there; but he knew that it was his mother and that they were in a great covered wagon, and that he had a sister and brother, older than himself, in the wagon. The wagon was filled with household effects, which he seemed to know belonged to that mother on whose knee he sat and that father who was sitting on the box driving the horses which pulled the wagon. Fernando Stevens was never exactly certain as to his age at the time of this experience; but he could not have been past three, and perhaps not more than two years old, when he thus found himself with his father's family and all their effects in a wagon going somewhere.
He knew not from whence they came, nor did he know whither they were going. It was pleasant to sit on his mother's knee and with his great blue eyes watch those monster horses jogging along dragging after them the great world, which in his limited comprehension was all the world he knew,--the covered wagon. Suddenly some bright, revolving object attracted his attention, and he fixed his eyes on it. It was the wagon tire, and he saw it crushing and killing the grass at the side of the road, or rolling and flattening down the dust in long streaks.
Then they descended a hill. It was not a long hill, but seemed rather steep. There was water at the bottom. He remembered seeing the bright, sparkling wavelets and never forgot the impression they produced. There was a boat at the bottom of the hill, and the wagon and horses were driven into the boat. A man and boy began propelling the long