perhaps concealed it from himself, grew to the end, and fixed the foulest stain upon his memory, Jackson crucified the not ignoble thirst for glory which animated his youth, until his abnegation of self became as pure and magnanimous as that of Washington.
Cromwell's religion was essentially fanatical; and, until it was chilled by an influence as malign as fanaticism itself — the lust of power, it was disorganizing.
Every fibre of Jackson's being, as formed by nature and grace alike, was antagafterwards of a farm of a few acres, his rural tastes revived in full force.
He devoted his hours of recreation to gardening with his own hands, and was, from the first, very successful.
Indeed, the ability of his mind displayed itself, as in Washington, by the practical skill with which he handled everything which claimed his attention.
His vegetables were the earliest and finest of the neighborhood.
His stable and dairy were stocked well and cared for in the best possible manner.