President's Lady, The (1953)

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The year was 1789.

The day was like any other day.

The man like any other man.

Time alone was to prove

the difference.

The morning this man appeared

at the top of the hill

and rode into our valley

marked the beginning.

And in the end, I was to realize

that nothing really important

had ever happened to me

before this day.

I was to know this stranger

as no one else was to know him.

It's been said that every man

has two sides...

The side he shows to the world,

and the side he shows

to the woman he loves.

This was the side

I was destined to see,

and this was the day

of the beginning.

What do you want?

I beg your pardon, ma'am.

I was... I was looking

for the widow donelson.

My mother isn't here.

My name's Andrew Jackson,

and I'm a friend

of John overton's.

Well, John's

told us about you.

You're his new law partner.

That's right, ma'am.

John said there was

an empty room

in the cabin you rent him,

so I rode out from Nashville

to see if you'd consider

taking me in, too.

I didn't mean to peep, ma'am.

Oh, that's all right.

You just startled me.

But my mother won't be back

until late this afternoon.

She's gone into Nashville.

There is an empty room but...

I've been staying

at the red heifer inn,

and if you knew how tired I was

of the brawling

and the greasy tables

in that inn, I'd...

I'd sure consider it

an honor to join this family.

But I'm not mistress

of this station, Mr. Jackson.

That's a decision my mother

would have to make.

I've had experience

fighting Indians,

and I'm a crack shot

with a r*fle.

Well, heaven knows we can use

all the protection

we can get out here.

At the same time,

I'm quiet and peace-loving.

Why don't you just take your saddlebags

over to John's cabin

and wait for my mother to get back?

You can stay to supper

if you'd like.

I was frankly hoping

you'd invite me.

Well, there's bound

to be plenty.

My mother's gone to fetch

my two sisters for a visit,

so supper tonight

is sort of a family reunion.

Are you superstitious?

No. Why?

Today's Tuesday, isn't it?

Yes.

You know, everything that ever

turned out right for me

was something

I started on a Tuesday.

There's Irish in your

background somewhere.

Somewhere, but it doesn't

show in my face.

It does in my temper, I'm told.

This is the first place

to be built here by my father.

It's about the prettiest

cabin I was ever in.

Anything would look like a palace to you

after the red heifer inn.

This is cousin John's room,

and this is the one

that's vacant.

Well, I'll just unpack

a few possessions and put 'em away.

Then if your mother says no,

I'll come quietly back

and slip 'em back

into my saddlebags.

I should've warned you.

This door frame

was never built for a tall man.

No. The door's all right.

My frame just wasn't

built for a small door.

Are you sure you didn't

hurt yourself?

No damage to either headway.

Well, you come over

when you hear the bell.

Shh! Now eat your supper nicely.

See that they eat slowly, moll.

I don't want any sick

children here tonight.

Yessum.

Jane, if you and Mary

have any more children,

I don't know where

we'll put them.

Well, you just better build

a bigger cabin, mother,

because I plan to have

a few dozen myself.

The donelson women usually do.

Where's this guest, Rachel?

He'll be coming over

with cousin John.

Who is he, Rachel?

His name's Jackson.

He's John's new law partner.

He rode out this afternoon

to see

if mother would rent him

the other room in John's cabin.

What's he like?

Oh, he's tall,

he acts like a gentleman,

and he's had experience

fighting Indians.

Hmm. Indian fighters?

They're usually quarrelsome men.

Oh, no, he's

peaceful and quiet.

How could you tell that?

He told me so.

Well, I might as well

warn you right now, Andrew,

when you're not on time

at mother donelson's

you don't get fed.

Too many mouths to feed

tonight to wait, John.

Well, has everybody met

my new law partner?

No. Mr. Jackson,

this is my mother.

And the finest woman

in the whole cumberland.

How do you do, ma'am?

- And my sister Jane.

- The prettiest.

- My sister Mary.

- The sweetest.

- My brother Samuel.

- The fightingest.

- And my brother William.

- The stubbornest.

And as for me,

I'm the hungriest.

Do sit down, Mr. Jackson,

and help yourself.

And these belong to Jane and me.

Where are your husbands tonight?

Home.

There's a band of marauding Indians

out our way,

so we packed the children over here

for a day or two.

Now we can stay for

Samuel's birthday party.

Well, I'm mighty

glad to hear that.

For a while, I was afraid

I'd have to dance with Andrew.

Have you been long

in Nashville, Mr. Jackson?

Not long, ma'am.

Last month, when John offered

to go partners with me,

I just shifted my law books

to Nashville.

What sort of law cases

do you handle, Mr. Jackson?

Why, Andrew just settled

one of the biggest suits for damages

this territory ever had.

Tell 'em, Andrew.

Oh, I don't think

the ladies would...

Yes, they would.

What was the case about,

Mr. Jackson?

Well, a... a client of mine

got into a fight

and had his ear bitten off.

And Andrew got him

four dollars cash for his ear,

of which he gets half.

Is it really possible

to bite a man's ear off?

Rachel, I don't think

it's a subject

we should pursue at the table.

You're quite right, ma'am.

Are you attached to the court here

officially, Mr. Jackson?

Andrew carries the highfalutin title

of Attorney General.

Attorney General?

What does it mean?

Well, it means that he prosecutes

criminals for the state...

When he can find them.

Other times,

I'm justlike other lawyers,

scratching mighty hard

for cases.

And with two dollars cash,

he can pay a whole month's board

in advance.

I don't think Mrs. Donelson's

quite decided yet, John.

Mother, Samuel said

he saw some Indians

lurking around

in the hills yesterday.

We ought to have

more protection.

Well, Mr. Jackson,

as you can see,

we're long on women

and children at this station,

short on men.

If you can endure us,

we'd be glad to have you

as part of the family.

Well, thank you, ma'am.

Thank you. I'll go right over

and unpack my saddlebags

aflersuppen

Sides the same.

Heads fonnard,

cross over and turn about.

Sides the same.

Head fours, fonnard and back.

Sides the same.

Heads forward

and cross over.

Sides the same.

Heads fonnard

and out to the right.

A right-and-left move

around the set.

Chain right back.

Head ladies,

chain your iefthand lady.

Chain right back.

Balance all.

Fonnard again

with the right and left two.

All fours, fonnard and back.

Fonnard again

with the right and left two.

Two ladies chain.

All fours, forward again...

Do you like Nashville?

I sure aim to.

I think you're gonna

be very successful here.

I will if folks keep on getting

their ears bitten off.

Fonnard again

with a right-and-left move.

All fours, forward and back.

Fonnard again

with a right-and-left move.

Excuse me, sir.

I should like to

speak with my wife.

Mr. Jackson, this is

my husband Lewis robards.

How do you do, sir?

If you'll excuse us.

Of course.

Fonnard again with

the right and left two.

Heads fonnard promenade

outside the center.

I thought you were

still in harrodsburg.

I left yesterday

to come after you.

Why?

I'm sorry I sent you home,

Rachel.

Why didn't you write?

Oh, I was angry and jealous.

Had to get over it.

There was nothing

to be jealous about.

Jason told me himself

that you encouraged him.

Then he lied.

If he weren't your cousin,

I'd have ordered him

right out of the house.

Rachel, I didn't

come all this way

just to argue with you.

I came to say that I'm sorry.

I just want you back again.

Morning, folks!

Good morning, everybody.

Good morning.

That was a mighty fine party

you gave last night,

Mrs. Donelson.

Glad you enjoyed it,

Mr. Jackson.

What's the matter with Rachel?

Too much apple cider

and dancing?

Rachel's gone.

Where?

Harrodsburg.

She left at dawn.

A little trip?

She's gone back to live

at the robards.

A wife's place

is with her husband.

Fihundew

Tom.

Evening, ma'am.

We's mighty glad you

come home, Mr. Lewis.

We was just about gonna

send for you, sir.

Send for me? Why?

Your mother's ailing,

and we don't know

what's wrong, sir.

I'll go up and see her.

Hlchange into a dry coat

and be right up there.

Come in.

Mother Robards.

Rachel. Rachel, my dear!

Oh, I'm so glad to see you.

I knew Lewis would

bring you back.

Whatever my son may be,

he's no fool.

Where is he?

He's changing.

He'll be right up.

You shouldn't have gone away

in the first place.

I didn't go away.

I was sent away.

Now don't be resentful

to an old woman.

I don't blame anyone.

You're wrong to expect

too much of Lewis,

but he needs you, Rachel.

He needs someone strong.

I'm gonna try, mother robards.

I hope I can be strong.

And have a child, Rachel,

as quickly as you can.

Have a son to give your love to.

It was my salvation.

Don't you worry,

mother robards, please.

Everything is gonna be all right.

You'll see.

Where's my boy?

Why doesn't he come up to me?

Now, he'll be here in a minute.

I better get into

some dry clothes, too.

I'm drenched.

Come back later and sit with me.

I've been lonely.

Go to your cabin and wait.

If she find out,

she'll make you sell me.

She won't find out.

I'll send you over to my

cousin Jason's for a while.

Where did that girl come from?

I bought some new sl*ves

while you were away.

You don't think I...

I think I know now

why you sent me home.

You're in no position

to make accusations.

I could ask a few questions

about you and Jackson.

Something went on

between you two

before I got there.

I could see it.

You think I'm a fool?

Anyone would be blind

if he didn't see it,

so don't...

I thought if you didn't mind, Jason,

I'd send that new girl

over to your place for a while.

What made you change your mind?

I've been locked out

of my own room every night

for two weeks now,

and I don't like it.

Maybe if I get the girl out of sight,

Rachel will forget about her.

Why don't you sell her to me?

She's not for sale.

Morning, Rachel.

Mr. Lewis?

What is it?

There's a Mr. Jackson outside

to see miss Rachel, sir.

Show him in, please.

Who's Jackson?

One of my wife's admirers

from Nashville.

I would say this rather

vindicates me.

Good morning, miss Rachel.

Mighty good to see you again.

Good morning, Mr. Jackson.

How do you do, Mr. Robards?

Well, Mr. Jackson.

This is my cousin Jason.

How do you do, sir?

And what brings you to

harrodsburg, Mr. Jackson?

Why, I thought you knew.

My wife?

Your mother sent a letter

to Mrs. Donelson asking someone

to come for miss Rachel.

My mother sent a letter?

She said miss Rachel

wanted to come home.

Mrs. Donelson was

goin' to send Samuel

but he took sick,

so I came to fetch her instead.

Did she misunderstand?

No. She didn't misunderstand.

Well, that's good.

It seems you made a long trip

for nothing, Mr. Jackson.

My wife has decided

to stay here.

Did you change your mind,

miss Rachel?

No, I haven't changed my mind.

I want to go back to Nashville.

In that case, I'll be happy

to see you get safe home.

I'll say good-bye

to Mrs. Robards.

Just a minute, Rachel.

The only one who is leaving

is Mr. Jackson.

You'd better go get your things,

miss Rachel.

I think you better go, Mr. Jackson.

I intend to sh**t.

Start heading back, Mr. Jackson.

- Lewis, please!

- Get out!

You want to go,

don't you, miss Rachel?

Not if it means bloodshed.

Are you in this, too?

She's not my wife.

Then we'll be leaving.

Get your things, miss Rachel.

Lewis won't follow us.

He was in no condition

to give chase.

It's not Lewis

I'm worried about.

You rest here.

I want to take a look

at the other side of that Ridge.

There's a band of Indians

paralleling our trail

the other side of that Ridge.

I don't know how many.

Do you think they've seen us?

I don't know.

We'll head for those rocky

flats along the stream.

If we make enough racket,

we'll sound like several horsemen,

then we'll fire into the woods

and make some more noise.

Now you stay right behind me.

You ready?

Ready.

Three of you men

head up in those trees!

We'll take the hill!

Split up, men!

Cut behind, sergeant!

I don't know how much

good that did,

but I think they'll

leave us alone now.

You were having a good time,

weren't you?

Ha! I like to graze danger.

Were you afraid?

Oh, no. I was too interested

watching you.

If I'd been an Indian,

I'd have thought

you were a whole band of militia.

Well, it's a good tactic,

and it works... sometimes.

Mighty good to see you

smiling again, miss Rachel.

Mr. Jackson,

were there really

Indians back there,

or were you just trying

to take my mind off my troubles?

Both.

You tired?

Some.

There's an inn

a little ways up this trail.

I think we should

put up for the night.

If you think it best.

In this moonlight,

we'd be a pretty easy target.

We'd better stop.

I've caused you

a lot of trouble.

Been no trouble for me,

miss Rachel.

I just want you to know

I'm grateful, Mr. Jackson.

You know, uh,

"Mr. Jackson"

sounds mighty formal

for two people

that have just fought off

a band of marauding Indians.

Well, then... thank you, Andrew.

Yes?

We just come down the trail

from harrodsburg.

The night overtook us.

We'd like to stop here

till morning.

Well, we're pretty full up,

but I'll make room

for you somehow.

I'll take care of your horses

a little later on.

Man and wife?

Drat. I was hoping you was.

You'll have to sleep

in the parlor then, miss.

And as for you, sir,

I'll have to put you in a bed

with two other men

at the top of the stairs.

It's the best I can do for you.

That's good enough.

You'll find the sofa

right comfortable, though.

I'll get you a blanket.

What time shall we

leave in the morning?

We should get away around sunup.

I'll come down and wake you.

There, this'll keep you warm.

Your pillow's on the sofa.

Thank you.

Good night, Andrew.

Good night, Rachel.

Straight up at the top

of the stairs.

Thank you, sir. Good night.

Good night.

Home again

with our scalps intact.

Mother.

I was worried.

I expected you back last night.

Well, I thought it safer

not to travel

with the full moon.

Of course.

I hadn't thought of that.

Well, I'd best get on

into Nashville.

I'm due in court this morning.

Thank you, Andrew.

I'll see you tonight.

Oh, mother,

I do dislike coming back

and being a burden on you again,

but it was just...

Never mind explaining, dear.

Lewis is here.

Here?

He rode all night

from harrodsburg.

I can't explain, Rachel, I...

I can only say I'm sorry.

I know, I behaved badly

and stupidly,

but... I love you.

I want you to come back with me.

I've lost all respect for you.

I know I deserve that,

but this won't ever

happen again, Rachel.

Believe me.

I no longer love you, Lewis.

I don't believe that.

I'm sorry, but it's true.

Then it is Jackson!

No, it isn't Mr. Jackson!

It's just that I feel

I could never trust you again.

It isn't important what you feel.

You're my wife.

You've deserted me,

and I've come to get you.

Lewis, I never intend

to see you again.

In this territory, a wife does

what her husband tells her to do.

I've got plenty of relations

in Nashville,

and I'll be back with

them in the morning.

If there's any sh**ting done

between your relations and mine,

you'll have only

yourself to blame.

Colonel stark!

Well, if it isn't miss Rachel

and the widow donelson.

Oh, peach blossom?

Bless my soul! We got visitors!

Careful of that gangplank,

peach blossom.

Don't you worry, cherry pie.

If I fall in, I'll float.

I'm certainly glad to see you,

ladies.

Thank you.

Well, I declare, Rachel,

there's something

wrong with nature.

You get prettier every day,

and I just get fatter. Ha ha ha!

Well, let's sit and visit a while.

We'll be out of the way

of the loading over there.

Keep that cargo moving.

We ain't half loaded yet.

You're a busy man,

colonel stark,

so I'll get right to the point.

Can you take Rachel

with you to natchez?

I want to send her for a visit

to my sister.

Miss Rachel,

I'd do anything for you,

but I simply couldn't

take that responsibility.

Then you've heard

about Lewis' threats.

Drat Lewis. It ain't him

I'm thinkin' about.

It's the dangerous journey

and them drat Indians.

Well, you're taking your wife.

We've risked our lives

together before.

Arrows bounce right off me.

I wear a three-inch

coat of armor.

But if anything happened to you,

well...

I just couldn't take

that responsibility.

Cherry pie, she won't

take up much room.

She don't weigh nothin'.

That's important on a flatboat.

We figure I take up

the weight and space

of a bale of cotton.

But you...

We could make room.

Could you get

one of your brothers

to come along for protection?

No. Samuel isn't well,

and William doesn't think

I should go. But I...

Well, I'd really like

to help you, but...

You understand my position,

Mrs. Donelson?

Yes, colonel stark.

I shouldn't have troubled you.

Thanks, anyway.

Good-bye, Mrs. Stark.

Good-bye, child.

Good-bye.

Well, when Lewis shows up armed

and backed by his relations,

we'll just have to

fight for you.

There'll be no bloodshed

on my account.

I'll go back to harrodsburg

with him.

Rachel.

Get dressed quickly.

What is it, mother?

It's almost dawn.

Colonel stark has sent word.

He'll take you with him.

There's not time to pack much.

I'd about given you up!

We got here just about

as soon as we could.

Better get aboard in a hurry.

We've been waiting to cast off

as soon as you arrived.

Good-bye, mother.

Get aboard, child. Get aboard.

Thank you, William.

Remember, "who runneth away,

inviteth trouble to pursue."

Yes, William the cautious,

I'll remember.

All right, cast off that rope.

Pull in the gangplank.

Morning, miss Rachel.

Did my mother ask you

to make this trip?

I like to travel.

I asked you a simple question.

You'll have to excuse me

for the moment, miss Rachel.

I'm busy as a cat

on a hot griddle.

Welcome aboard, Rachel.

Thank you, Mrs. Stark.

Come along with me.

I'll show you where we'll bunk.

Aren't you lucky

that nice Mr. Jackson

happened to be going

to natchez, too.

An amazing coincidence.

I said the very same thing.

We'll live in here, child.

It's cramped, but it'll

give us good privacy.

I said to cherry pie

when he built it,

ain't big enough.

You can't cuss a cat in it

without gettin' fur

in your mouth.

Now, you rest up a bit.

Andrew.

Do you have a free hand

for a cup of coffee?

I'll sure find one.

Thank you, Rachel.

You better get back under cover

before you catch your death.

I want to apologize.

I was rude and ungrateful

about your being along.

Don't ever apologize

for anything, Rachel.

Not you...

And never to me.

Now go on.

Get back in there

before you get soaked.

I'm supposed to be

looking after you.

It seems kind of indecent

hanging out

such private garments

before a bachelor,

but we got no choice.

I think they know

more about us

than we give them credit

for knowing.

Colonel stark bought me

these in New Orleans.

I just love 'em.

So does he.

Well... neither one of us

has any secrets

from the menfolks now.

Andy looks kind of moony

over there by himself.

Go talk to him

for a spell, Rachel.

Colonel stark

says we'll be passing

into Spanish territory

pretty soon.

Oh, I figure a couple more days.

Will you be staying

in natchez a while?

Just long enough to find a party

going back up the trace

to Nashville.

I'm still Attorney General

back home.

Indians!

Get down behind the cargo!

Colonel stark!

Stay under cover

till the current

carries us out of danger.

It's the only thing we can do.

Shouldn't we fire back?

Just a waste of ammunition.

Get rid of that top bale!

Throw it overboard!

Here.

Stay down.

We'll be out of range

in a minute.

Well, it's your boat, colonel,

but I still think

we're making a mistake

tying into shore for the night.

Andrew, I've got no choice.

I know this river.

There are rapids just ahead,

and I can't risk running

them in the dark.

You know the river,

but I know Indians.

They'll smell us out

before morning.

I'll throw you

a stern line.

I don't like the look of it,

cherry pie.

I don't either,

but it can't be helped.

Andrew and I will stand guard.

I'll spend the night

on shore, colonel.

Better stay aboard, Andrew.

We'll need you in case we're

attacked in the darkness.

Well, we've got to have

some advance warning.

Only way to get it

is if one of us

spends the night ashore.

I guess you're right.

Zeb, you hear this, now.

At the first sound of a shot,

you take this ax

and cut that stern rope.

Let the current carry you

into midstream.

Yes, sir.

But how will you get back

if he cuts the rope?

You just stay under cover.

Come along, child.

We might as well try to sleep.

There's nothing we can do.

I think I'll watch for a spell.

Well, if I'm gonna get scalped,

I'd just as soon be asleep.

I'll look out from

the top of the cabin.

- You get to the stern.

- Yes, sir.

Cut the rope!

Cut the rope!

Don't you cut that rope yet!

- But Mr. Jackson said...

- I don't care what anybody said.

I'll cut it myself

as soon as he's safe aboard.

Now, you go watch from that end.

Colonel, you shout

as soon as you see Andrew.

Here he comes.

Why didn't you cut that rope?!

Don't yell at him, son.

Rachel wouldn't let us.

Are you all right?

Of course I'm all right!

Why didn't you cut the rope

like I told you to?

You didn't tell me.

And I never agreed, anyway.

Don't you know you could

all have been massacred?!

Don't you shout at me!

I've still got my scalp.

Have you got yours?

And besides,

what kind of a protector

goes gallivanting over the woods

Chasing Indians?

What were you trying to do,

make a dead hero

out of yourself?

Why did you do it?

I was showing off.

I like to graze danger.

Let go of my hands.

Well, we're almost there.

We're planning a party for you

next Tuesday, my dear.

We've invited

practically everybody

in this territory.

But, aunt Sarah,

I can't possibly

make myself a dress bythen.

I'm sure that one of

your cousins' dresses

will fit you perfectly, Rachel.

And we look about

the same size, Mr. Jackson.

Would you mind?

I sure wouldn't.

I can't think of anything

I'd rather do

than stand at the head

of a beautiful staircase

in a lovely gown and just...

Float down.

That just shows you

what a fool I can be.

I didn't think it possible

that you could be

more beautiful.

I'm so laced up,

I can hardly breathe.

My heart is pounding in my ears.

Well, by a strange coincidence,

my heart's pounding

in my ears, too,

and I'm not laced up.

I staggered through that

a sight better

than I thought I could.

Darling,

I've been asking in natchez.

You can get an annulment

here in Spanish territory.

We can be married right away.

Then we could go home together.

No, we couldn't go home.

Why not?

We wouldn't be legally married

anyplace but here.

We could never go back?

Darling...

This is a beautiful territory.

What would be the matter with spending

the rest of our lives here?

Andrew...

I don't want you

to have to give up

anything for me.

What would I be giving up

that means anything to me?

I couldn't be happy

anyplace in the world

without you.

We could build a good life

for ourselves here.

Marrying here

would only be a way

of getting around the law.

Our love is right and good.

Our marriage must be

right and good, too,

from the first instant.

I don't want it to imprison you

or cost you anything.

Rachel, it has to be here

or not at all.

Maybe if you went back and

talked to mother robards.

She'd get Lewis

to petition for divorce.

He'd never set you free.

But we must try.

Go back and talk

to mother robards, Andrew.

I know she'll do anything

she can to help me.

And then if there's

no other way,

I'll marry you here.

I'd do anything you asked me to.

Darling, why do we waste

months, maybe years

that we could have together now?

We just decided to wait.

You decided.

And you agreed.

I said I'd go back.

I didn't say I wanted to

or even that I thought

it was best.

Rachel, I'm not a fickle man.

I've never loved before,

and I'll never love again,

but things can happen.

Let's be together now

while we can.

Andrew, I still have a husband.

- I can't just...

- All right.

Maybe I'll be back

in two months,

or maybe two years

or maybe not at all.

But if that risk

will make you happy,

I'll try and make you happy.

Maybe you'd prefer

not to come back at all.

Andrew, a mail rider

just arrived from Nashville.

There's a letter for you.

Thank you, colonel.

Rachel!

Darling. We can be married.

We can be married here

right away.

Lewis got a divorce.

Who sent the letter?

John. He wrote

the minute he heard.

Lewis went to

the legislature himself,

and they granted his petition.

Oh, I knew it was

going to turn our way.

Let me read the letter.

I'll tell you about it.

Andrew, there's something wrong

about the divorce?

It's not the way

we wanted it, darling,

but the fact is you're free.

But how did he get the divorce?

- Rachel...

- What were the grounds?

The thing that's important here

is that we can be married.

Andrew, what were the grounds?

He accuses you of adultery.

With...

With whom?

He names me.

Darling...

Try to think only

of what this means to us.

You're a man.

I don't think you can understand

what this means to me.

I think I can.

It means that

I'm marked for life.

Rachel, listen to me.

The divorce is already granted,

so let's make the best of it.

Let's not let anything

mar our future now,

especially the past.

How could he have been

so spiteful?

Darling, don't be unhappy now.

Please.

We were married,

and for a while,

time had no meaning.

We stayed on in natchez,

and the days spread into weeks,

and the weeks

drifted into months.

Oh, Andrew, look.

Someday I'm going to have

a track of my own,

race my own horses.

Do you like to gamble?

I married you.

Someday I'm gonna build you

a home just like that.

With six columns?

With six columns.

Andrew, let's go back

to Nashville

to build that home.

Right now?

Right now!

So we came home

to Tennessee.

Andrew bought a place for me.

Not a big place at first.

Land was getting high,

almost ten cents an acre,

which was about all

he had to his name.

But Andrew kept his word.

He promised me a house

with six columns.

Well, it had six columns...

Sort of.

Anything else you want,

miss Rachel?

No, thank you, moll.

Good night, moll.

Good night.

What are you frettin' about?

I'm beginning to worry, Andrew.

Why?

When Jane was married

as long as we've been,

she'd already had one child,

second one on the way.

We'll have children,

don't you worry.

There's plenty of time.

I'll go see who it is.

Sorry to trouble you

this time of night, Andrew.

Come in, John.

- Good evening, John.

- Evening, Rachel.

If it's trouble

that's on your trail,

you've come to the right place

for support.

I'm afraid it's not me,

but you the trouble's

headed for.

I came to warn you before you

heard about it from someone else.

What's this all about, John?

Could I speak to you alone,

Andrew?

If you think you're

going to break bad news

to Andrew alone, John overton,

you'd better change

your mind in a hurry.

Well, all right, then.

Lewis never got any divorce

from Rachel.

I don't understand.

Well, Lewis got his divorce

over two years ago.

We all know that.

He petitioned the legislature.

All they granted him

was the right to sue.

Then Andrew and I

aren't married.

John, everybody...

Everybody was wrong.

- The papers...

- The papers were wrong.

And if Lewis knew

about our mistake,

he took his sweet time

before he did anything.

Did anything?

What has he done now?

He sued last week for divorce.

It was granted.

Well, there's no question

of grounds this time.

But, John, how could

this have happened?

How?

I don't know, but it did.

The way things get twisted,

the way news travels

in this part of the country.

I'm a lawyer.

I should have known better.

I should have gone

to the legislature myself

and looked into the records!

And I'm to blame

for passing the rumor on to you.

I'll k*ll him.

I'll hunt him down and k*ll him.

I know what a blow this is

to both of you, Andrew, but...

k*lling Lewis

isn't going to solve anything.

We'll have to be married again,

Andrew.

And admit publicly

that Lewis was right?

Well, I'll go on back

to Nashville.

You two talk it over tonight.

I'll be in our office

when you want me.

Good night, Rachel.

Thanks.

Let me know what you decide.

Only don't decide

on anything foolish.

We'll have to be married again.

And admit that

we don't recognize

our own marriage ourselves?

I told you, no!

Oh, Andrew.

Darling, even if it galls you,

do it for my sake.

Do it because it'll help me,

so that when our children

do come,

no one will ever

be able to hurt them.

Do it because you love me.

All right, Rachel.

I'll do it because you asked me,

not because I think it's right,

but because I can't

deny you anything

that's in my power to give you.

Ohh...

I pronounce you man and wife.

Now, Jane and I

have fixed a cake.

Come along, Rachel.

You're going to have to cut it.

Andrew thinks we ought to

go home right away, mother.

You simply can't.

Andrew, is that any expression

for a bridegroom to wear?

I'm sorry, mother donelson.

Come along.

Well, it isn't everyone

that can have two weddings.

I mean...

Let me help you, mother.

It seems to me William

could have got here

whether he approved or not.

Oh, I didn't really

expect he'd be here.

He never thought

I should have married Andrew

in the first place.

Well, he can go hang

as far as I'm concerned.

Here's my list.

I'll wait.

Good afternoon, Mrs. Phariss.

Afternoon, Mr. Clark.

Can you fill out that order

for me, please?

Why, certainly, Andrew.

I hear today's your wedding day.

You heard right.

Well, these aren't very fancy

for a wedding present, but...

I wish you'd give them

to Mrs. Jackson

with my compliments.

Well, thank you.

She'll appreciate them.

I'd like to ask Rachel...

Look out, Jason.

Which one of you

mentioned my wife's name?

I did.

What did you say?

Sure you'd like to hear?

What did you say?

I said I wonder whose bed

Rachel will be putting

her moccasins under next.

Andrew!

He's not worth k*lling.

Giddyup!

Giddyup!

Git!

I've got no right

to sulk and be mean.

I just don't want you

to be unhappy.

I warned you once

I was bad-tempered.

They gave you good cause.

Here, let me clean you up

a little bit.

What's happened, Mr. Cruthers?

We found him here

a few minutes ago.

The creeks must have

ambushed him

and taken his horse.

They burned the Henderson place, too.

Looks like he's been dead

since morning.

Who is he?

William.

Oh, William.

He stopped at my place

this morning.

Said he was going

to his sister's wedding.

Andrew.

He was on his way to be with us.

We'd best all meet

in Nashville tonight.

Tell everybody

it looks like the creeks

are aimin' to wipe us out

for good this time.

When the Indians

continued to raid

and burn our homes,

Andrew organized the militia

to fight them.

He recruited his men,

and he trained them himself.

And when they were ready,

he led them.

This was our first militia,

and it was the first

of many separations to come.

The first one, I think,

was the most difficult.

He'll be back in no time,

miss Rachel.

He'll be back before plantin' time

comes around.

Git up!

If I was young, which I ain't,

and if I had any brains,

which I ain't,

I sure wouldn't marry

no soldier.

Andrew wasn't a soldier

when I married him.

And when he married you,

you sure wasn't

no workhorse, neither.

Whoa.

Whoa!

Howdy, Mrs. Jackson!

Jacob! What are you doing back?

Headin' home.

The Indian w*r is over.

Looks like you married yourself

a hero, Mrs. Jackson.

Where's Andrew?

He's comin' up the road.

We licked 'em good and proper,

and Andy signed a treaty

with the creeks,

and from now on, it...

Don't you want to hear

about the w*r?

Rachel!

Rachel.

Oh, Andrew, I wanted to...

I was trying to...

Darling...

You're so thin.

I lost a few pounds.

Are you all right?

Hard as nails.

Oh, Andrew!

Rachel.

What's that?

I almost forgot. Come on.

Wait here.

It's a baby.

Well, you said you wanted one.

And since I've been away

over a year,

this is the best

I could do for you.

Andrew, what is this all about?

It's an Indian baby

I found on the b*ttlefield

with its dead mother.

We've k*lled so many

of his people,

I figured we owed him a life.

The poor little mite.

Can we keep him?

I don't see why not.

When I asked the Indians

to take it,

they were gonna k*ll him.

How helpless...

And dear.

This is the last spoonful.

Ibeheve

that's all he wants, too.

Well, Andrew,

what shall we name ourson?

Well, the Indians

called him lincoya.

Lincoya?

What does it mean?

"The abandoned one."

Well, lincoya,

we won't abandon you.

Oh, Andrew,

you'll choke the boy.

Oh, he was starved.

- How long have you had him?

- Oh, six weeks.

Well, what have you

been feeding him?

Brown sugar and water.

Hasn't he had any milk?

Now, where would I get milk?

From a cow.

Well, my men did find one cow.

They had it k*lled and eaten

before I could find a pal!

To get under it.

It's a wonder

this child's alive.

It's a wonder

any of us are alive.

Well, come on, young fella.

Time your mother put you to bed.

Down we go.

Moll and I have

almost finished planting

the spring crops.

You'll find the place has shown

a good profit while you were away.

Too bad you got the crops in.

Too bad? Well, why?

Well, somebody else

will reap the harvest.

It won't belong to us.

Now, who will it belong to

if not to us?

Well, the crops, the land,

the house,

don't belong to us right now.

Rachel...

I had to sell everything we own.

You've sold our home?

Right over our heads.

Oh, Andrew!

Well, darling, our troops needed

food and ammunition.

I had to buy it for them.

The contractors wanted cash.

Only way I could get supplies

was to sell everything I could.

Well, you'll get it all back.

Surely the government

will make it up to you.

That don't seem likely, honey.

They're five years behind

paying me as Attorney General.

Well, at least we don't

owe anybody anything.

I wish that was true.

The fact is,

I've had to sign notes

putting myself in debt

for the next fifteen years.

Andrew, if we've no home,

where are we going to live?

Oh, I stopped in Nashville

just long enough to buy us a new place.

I'm going to make it

the showplace of this country.

Now, how can we buy a new place

if we haven't any money?

Well, that's why we're in debt.

I figure the time to dare

to pull yourself up to the heights

is when everyone thinks

you've failed.

I do you a great injustice,

Andrew.

Once in a while,

I worry about the future.

I was foolish to have worried.

Andrew built the house

he promised me,

and we named it "the hermitage."

Oh, it was mighty fine.

There was only one thing wrong.

Andrew never spent

much time in it.

When he wasn't off

fighting Indians,

he was in Washington city

fighting congress.

He went away so often

I made him promise

that if! Died first,

he'd make my tombstone

an angel waving good-bye.

While Andrew was away,

the ladies of Nashville

invited me to join

their culture club.

I accepted because it seemed

an honor to my husband.

Thank you, Henry.

Mrs. Phariss.

I've been watching for you,

Mrs. Jackson.

I've done a dreadful thing,

and I had to see you

to explain it.

Well, if I can be of any help.

Well...

When I first invited you

to join our club, Mrs. Jackson,

I didn't consult

our other members.

I thought, now that

your husband's a senator,

it would be quite all right,

but it seems that it isn't.

The majority

of the ladies here today,

threatened to walk out

the moment that you come in.

I won't come in, Mrs. Phariss.

It seemed that people

just wouldn't forget.

I made up my mind then,

never to risk humiliation again.

I'd stay at the hermitage

and make our home

what we'd always wanted it to be,

a safe retreat from the world.

Oh, miss Rachel.

Moll, what is it?

You was away.

We... we sent for the doctor

as soon as we could.

What happened?

Lincoya.

Doctor, what...

Oh, moll.

What wrong have I done

that I should be punished?

Am I really an evil woman?

Why you ask that, miss Rachel?

My husband is persecuted

because of me...

God denies me children

of my own...

And he takes away the child

that I was given.

Miss Rachel...

Do you think

them Christian martyrs

standing before

the lions and tigers...

Do you think they asked

the good lord

if they was being punished?

Of course they never.

And that's why they're saints.

Andrew finally came home,

and I invited

some of his friends

to the hermitage

to celebrate the occasion.

The men accepted,

but the wives still refused

our hospitality.

Well, I may be too old

to beat you on foot, captain,

but I'll contrive to do so

on horseback.

Are you gentlemen going

to desert me all evening?

Do forgive us, Mrs. Jackson.

You're either talking

politics or racing.

Which is it?

Now, you don't talk politics,

you argue them.

It's racing.

Andrew just agreed

to run his horse

against greyhound next Tuesday.

Well, I think it's only fair to warn you,

captain innin,

that Tuesday's

my husband's lucky day.

And it's only fair to warn you,

Mrs. Jackson,

my son-in-law

is a fine horseman.

All the better.

- We have a wager and a race, Mr. Jackson.

- We have, sir.

May I claim my husband,

gentlemen?

I haven't had him back long.

Why, of course.

And how much have you bet

this time?

Five thousand.

Five thousand!

Should I have bet more?

We haven't got five thousand dollars.

You know that.

Ah, no one else knows it.

And what if we lose?

My note is good.

No one would refuse it.

Andrew, sometimes I think politics

have taught you to be devious.

I didn't have to be taught.

I come from a long line

of horse traders.

Good night, Andrew.

It's good to have you home again.

Thank you, jed. Good night.

Good night, John.

Good night, Andrew.

Good night, John.

You tired?

Some.

Well, if you don't mind,

I think I'm going to have

another pipe before going up.

Well, I'll sit with you.

There's nothing I'd like better.

Well, I think our little party

was a complete success.

I haven't been so contented

in over a year.

You know, I'm gettin' mighty tired

of life in Washington city.

I'm happiest here

at the hermitage

with you and my old friends.

Did I say something funny?

No, my love, it's...

It's just that

I forgot to tell you.

One night while you were gone

and I was very lonely,

I tried to smoke your pipe.

Did you like it?

It nearly strangled me.

Well, you didn't

go about it right.

Here, I'll teach you.

Well, moll would be scandalized.

She won't see you. Now try it.

Well...

Now, don't swallow

smoke at first.

Take short puffs

till you get used to it.

I've mastered it.

Well, not quite.

Now you're used to the smoke,

I'll show you how to

exhale it properly.

Now, first hold

some of the smoke

in your mouth for a moment.

Is there anything else

I can do for you, miss Rachel?

Shall I get Alfred

to get some ham

from the smokehouse

for breakfast?

Miss Rachel,

do you think

Mr. Jackson would like

some of them fancy pancakes

we cooked while he was away?

Oh, they sure is

something fancy...

Is we used one cup

or two cups of cream?

Seems like one cup's a-plenty.

You mighty red in the face,

miss Rachel.

Is you all right?

Yes, moll.

Oh, Andrew.

I'll join you right after the race.

My heart is fluttering

like a bird.

You're not frettin'

about the outcome, are you?

Well, some,

but then I come from

a long line of fretters.

Mrs. Jackson.

Good afternoon, captain.

Quite a few people

have shown up.

There seems to be unusual

interest in this race.

So it seems.

I hear most of the betting

is on greyhound.

Oh? I hadn't heard.

I do hope you're a good loser,

Mrs. Jackson.

Our horse isn't going to lose,

Mrs. Phariss.

I'll bet you my carriage

and horses against yours.

If you wish, Mrs. Jackson.

I do.

Shall we consider this our bet?

Very well.

Thank you.

He's sure rarin' to go,

Mr. Jackson.

We'll take the lead

and hold it all the way.

And that's a fact.

That horse sure don't like

no other horse's

tail in its face.

Ladies and gentlemen...

They about to begin to commence,

miss Rachel?

About.

Mr. Jackson on truxton.

One turn around the course.

The carriage delivered

to you in the morning,

Mrs. Jackson.

I made this bet in anger.

I... I ask you not to hold me to it,

Mrs. Phariss.

Please.

Thank you.

I must go congratulate Andrew.

Mr. Jackson!

You won, Mr. Jackson!

You did it! You won!

You bet we did, ajax!

We won!

I was never so excited

in my life.

Didn't I tell you I had the fastest horse

in this territory?

Mr. Jackson.

I shall have to give you my note.

Is that acceptable to you?

I should have expected you

to accept mine.

Thank you, sir.

A devious man, my husband.

Pardon me, boy.

Andy! Excuse me.

Andy, congratulations.

It was a good race.

Race? I didn't see it.

What in thunderation

are you congratulating me for?

Why, hasn't anyone told you?

That I won? I was on the horse!

No, I mean the appointment.

Haven't you heard?

The militia!

You're married to a general,

Rachel.

Governor blount signed

the appointment this morning

at the statehouse.

This is just about

the best Tuesday

we've ever had.

Did you hear?

Andy's been appointed

to head the state militia.

Excellent choice, in my opinion.

Andrew's been a fine Attorney General,

a good congressman.

And as a soldier,

no one can question his daring.

No one?

He's famous

for a daring exploit.

He captured another man's wife.

Andrew...

Would you take me

to the carriage, please?

Excuse us, gentlemen.

I'll have Samuel take you home.

I want to go home with you.

I can't leave right now.

Andrew, fate's been

very kind to us today.

We can afford to be generous.

I'll have Samuel take you home.

I had to challenge him, Rachel.

Why?

He gave me no choice.

Your courage and your reputation

don't require you to duel.

If I ignore him now,

it will only goad him

to greater insults

the next time.

Let him make

his foolish charges.

I can bear his insults.

The men under my command

in the militia

expect courage

from their leader.

If I don't have their respect,

I might as well resign.

Andrew, is it your honor or mine

that you're fighting for?

If it's mine,

then the decision should be mine.

There is no difference.

It's an excuse to m*rder!

That may well be.

He's a far better shot

than I am.

And if he kills you?

Am I better off a widow

whose name has been defended?

Rachel, I've already

challenged him.

I can't withdraw.

You're a lawyer.

You're breaking the law.

You know it's ill*gal

to due! Here.

We're going over the line

into Kentucky.

When?

Tomorrow morning.

Andrew.

If I'm to be the cause

of all your quarrels

for the rest of your life,

then you give me no choice...

I must leave you.

I will not let you be

k*lled because of me,

nor will I let you

take another man's life.

I must leave you.

You'd leave me now?

No. No.

Oh, Andrew, please.

Please don't do this.

If Mr. Dickinson's

b*llet kills you,

it kills me, too.

Let him say what he will

about me.

No man can say what he will

about my wife.

Rachel...

I've failed you

a great many times

at a great many things,

and I hope you'll forgive me.

But I couldn't expect you

to forgive me

if I lived without honor.

Now let's go to bed.

Andrew?

Andrew?

Darling, you wanted

to be wakened by 4:00.

It's almost 4:00.

That'll be John and Dr. May.

Ready, Andrew?

Right away.

Be careful.

I'll be careful.

Come home to me

as quickly as you can.

What you got them old clothes on for,

miss Rachel?

I've been working the fields, moll.

Now what do you

want to do that for?

If there's work to do,

there's men to do it.

The men can't help me today.

Well, I'm going along

with you, then.

Go to bed, miss Rachel.

Please go to bed.

When we finish this,

we'll find something else to do.

He ain't hurt.

I just know he ain't.

If he were all right,

he'd have been home by sundown.

Don't cry, honey.

Andrew!

He's been hurt.

Rachel.

How bad is it?

The ball racked his breastbone.

Broke his ribs.

I tried to get him

to stay at the tavern,

but he insisted it was more important

to get back to you.

He should've been

attended to at once.

Dickinson wasn't bragging.

His aim was perfect.

He shot me exactly where

he supposed

my heart was beating.

Keep talking, Andrew.

But you know how loosely

that frock coat fits me?

Well, standing side-wise

as we did,

it billowed out in front of me.

I never thought it'd do

any good in this world

to wear fancy clothes.

But it saved my life

by half an inch.

He'll be all right.

But I still can't understand

how Andrew could've stood up

and fired

with a b*llet so near his heart.

How is Mr. Dickinson?

He's dead.

Oh, Andrew. What can we do?

Why won't people leave us alone?

Rachel,

I promise you

I'll lift you so high,

no one will dare whisper

a word against you

for the rest of our lives.

Trust me, please.

My dear wife,

each phase of this w*r

seems to take me further away.

My one consolation

in the midst

of hardship and death

is recalling the peace

of the hermitage.

I like to think of you

sitting at the hearth,

your mending in your lap,

the clock

ticking the hours away.

It is a picture from which

I derive great comfort.

I'm glad you're not

harvesting a crop this year.

With the men all away,

the work is too hard

for a woman.

We've had

a little rain recently.

It's set the men to grumbling,

as the roads become impassable,

and we have to sit

around and wait,

and tents don't

afford much shelter.

Cannon are difficult

to move in this mud.

You've no idea how exasperating

such things can be.

I haven't forgotten my promise

to raise you to the heights.

Grant me a few years' grace.

We shall see

what the future holds.

Your devoted husband, Andrew.

December 10, 1814.

Andrew's letters never failed me,

even when they were written

in despair and defeat.

Then at New Orleans,

he gave his country

one of the greatest

victories in our history.

When the early morning fog lifted,

three thousand of the enemy

lay dead and wounded.

Andrew lost only eight

of his own men.

No one could've been prouder of him

than I was.

He came home again,

and we had a year

or so together.

But I knew that Andrew

was never destined

to be peaceful for long.

What's the matter with you?

I won't do it!

He has no right to ask me.

I've served my country enough

for one man.

Who has no right

to ask you what, Andrew?

I'm a soldier, not a politician,

and I've had enough soldiering.

Will you stand still long enough

to tell me what

you're talking about?

The governor wants me

to return to the senate.

Well, I'm not going to do it.

If he wants a man in Washington city,

let him go himself!

I have no intention

of ever leaving the hermitage again.

Now there's no use

arguing with me.

My mind is made up!

80 Andrew was off to Washington again,

and what had promised to be

only a year or so,

stretched into four and five,

and... and more.

I can't remember now.

October 6, 1825.

My dear husband,

your last letter

was most reassuring.

I'm delighted to know

that things are going so well

for you in Washington.

But I'm especially

delighted to hear

that you're learning

to control your temper.

It's good to know

that my husband

is a man of peace at last.

I do hope when you return

after this session

it'll be to stay.

Since you've never really

cared for politics,

it's foolish to continue

in a profession

that keeps us apart.

I know this summer together

with no thought of public office

will be the happiest

of our lives.

Since you've asked

for my opinion,

you're going to get it.

There's only one thing

that can keep you

from being president,

and that's you yourself.

You and your dang temper.

Now look here...

If you accept this honor, Andy,

you've got to accept the responsibility

that goes with it.

You can't fight back

the way you fought all your life.

You tell this man

how even-tempered

I've become, Rachel.

Go ahead, John.

I don't think you've

got a gnat's notion

of the kind of dirty campaign

you've let yourself in for.

They're determined back east

not to have a western president,

and there's no weapon

your enemies

won't use against you,

no matter how rotten

or dishonest.

Well, a little name-calling

won't rile me, John.

Even if it involves Rachel?

This is my fight, not Rachel's.

We're no strangers

to abuse, John.

They'll dip their arrows

in venom, Rachel.

They'll wound you, if they can,

to goad Andrew into fighting.

They know if and rew's temper

makes him k*ll somebody,

it'll reelect Adams.

Othennise, you think I might

conceivably make

a good president?

If you're not hanged

in the meantime.

Well, thank you, John.

I'll weigh my temper

with my wife

and let you know what we decide.

Well, just don't forget:

You've been warned.

Good night, Rachel.

Take care of yourself.

Good night, John.

How would you like

to be first lady?

How would you like to be

president?

Why don't you

figure on going into Nashville,

as soon as you're feeling better,

order yourself

an inauguration dress.

What'll I do with

an inauguration dress

if you're not elected?

Isn't it a little late in life

to stop gambling with me?

Here's something

I had made for you

just in case you decided to run.

It goes in the back

of your watch

to remind you not

to lose your temper.

Well, what do you think of that?

In case you don't recognize it,

it's me.

That's just about

the nicest present

you could've thought of.

I wanted to surprise you.

But I'm afraid I'm the one

who got the surprise

when I saw that portrait.

I've always thought of myself

as I was when we first met.

I don't need any artist

to help jog my memory.

Unfortunately, the poor artist

couldn't paint me

from your memory.

He had to paint me as he saw me.

Well, it's a fine present,

Rachel.

I thank you.

Ah, I've learned

all of your bad habits,

none of your good ones.

When we get to Washington city,

we're either going to have to

refine our vices

or else keep 'em a secret.

Let's just keep them secret.

You got no business

coming into town

without telling Mr. Jackson.

You ain't well, and you know it

and I know it and he knows it.

Oh, stop your grumbling, moll.

They aren't going

to frighten me off.

I want to hear my husband speak.

He ain't gonna say nothing

you ain't heard before

and won't hear again.

It has been said

that I've had

more experience in uniform

than in government.

That is true.

I might add

that it was also true

of general Washington.

Are you comparing yourself

with general Washington?

He was a gentleman.

You're a gambler!

I can't deny that.

I've loved to gamble

all my life.

It's no secret.

You're a m*rder*r!

You k*lled Charles Dickinson

in cold blood.

I defended my honor.

He was k*lled in a fair duel.

You stole another man's wife!

I stole no man's wife.

Heckler: We don't

want an adulterer

as president, do we?

No! No!

And we don't want a prost*tute

as first lady.

What man of you said that?

I did. Jason robards.

We don't want a m*rder*r

or an adulteress

in the white house.

Don't be a fool, Andrew!

You're playing right

into their hands.

Miss Rachel!

Adams can write.

Jackson can fight.

Rachel can smoke

an old Clay pipe.

But Adams will win,

to Andy's chagrin,

and Rachel will pay

the wages of sin.

Adams can write,

Jackson can fight,

Rachel can smoke

an old Clay pipe.

But Adams will win,

to Andy's chagrin...

What happened to her?

She went into Nashville

to be with me,

and her strength failed her.

Help her!

I'll probably

have to bleed her again.

Hasn't she been bled enough?

Is there any word yet?

I don't want you to worry

about the election.

I want you to worry

about getting well.

Tell me as soon as you hear.

I'll tell you as soon as I hear.

Has anyone been out

to tell you yet?

We got word on the tally.

You've been elected!

Did you hear that, Andy?

You've been elected!

I'm awake.

We're going to Washington city.

It's...

Definite?

Samuel and John came by

to tell me just now.

You're the first lady.

You kept your promise.

You've kept every promise

you ever made to me.

I was careful not to make any

I couldn't keep.

Mr. President.

How can I tell you, Andrew?

Well, don't try.

You just hurry and get well.

Think you can sleep now?

Well, you try.

I'll leave the door open.

Andrew.

Andrew!

Rachel.

Moll!

Andrew.

Yes, Rachel?

I want to tell you...

I'm glad I never left you,

even for your own sake.

I'm not going

to Washington city with you

after all.

You're going with me.

Do you hear?

You're going with me.

You're going to be

there beside me.

Don't carry a spite with you.

They k*lled her.

They k*lled her

just as sure as she was born.

In the presence

of this gentle soul,

I can and do forgive

mine enemies.

But those vile wretches

who slandered her

must look to god for mercy.

President of the United States.

Andrew: Well...

Here we are, Rachel.

Look at them.

Some of those good people

feel sorry for me.

Poor fools they.

They don't know what memories

I've brought with me.

They can't see

the way you looked

that first day we met,

when our whole lives

lay ahead of us.

I remember the way the wind

blew your hair back,

sitting there in the prow

of that old riverboat

and the look of trust

that was always there

when there was danger to face.

What a vision you were

at the top of those stairs.

And the way you looked

with lincoya,

crowding his poor little life

into a few short years,

and the way you always ran to me

when I came home again.

The way you ran to me.

Why, I have enough memories

to sustain me

all the days of my life.