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Chapter 4: the hour and the man.
The providential man was not yet twenty-five.
In personal appearance he was quite the reverse of his friend
Lundy.
Garrison was gifted with a body that matched his mind, strong, straight, sound in every part, and proportioned in every member.
As he stood he was much above the medium height.
His dark hair had already partially left the crown of the high dome-shaped head.
His forehead combined height with breadth, which, taken in connection with the brown eyes covered with the now habitual glasses, lent to his countenance a striking air of moral serenity and elevation.
Force, firmness, no ordinary self-reliance and courage found masterly expression in the rest of the face.
There was through the whole physical man a nice blending of strength and delicacy of structure.
The impression of fineness and finish was perhaps mainly owing to the woman-like purity and freshness of skin and color, which overspread the virile lines and features of the face from brow to chin.
What one saw in that face was the quality of justice made flesh, good-will to men personified.
This characterization of the reformer's countenance may be considered absurd by some readers.
But absurd it is not. People who had read his stern
