4x-xx-xx ep13 The Man Without a Country

The past, cantons of a world gone by speak again, very mortal tale, the man without the country. Philip Nolan, officer in the pay of the United States Army. I have so many memories of Philip Nolan.

I think I was the only friend he ever had. I think I was the only man who really knew him during his whole and critical lifetime. I knew what he suffered when his boy's dream turned into a living nightmare.

And it all started so innocently. Philip Naughan was twenty years old or so, and he had conceived a bad case of hero worship for Aaron Burr. Burr. Philip and I were stationed together at camp.

We were in the Legion of the West, and it was then, in the year 1805, that we had become close friends. I remember one particular evening that Philip and I were strolling down the barracks together.

Philip was excited. Hey, I'll imagine. Fer will be here, here at this camp tonight, and I permission to see him. That's a man for you, halo, real man. You know what they say about him?

He is going to break away from the United States. And he's got an army behind him, an empire before him. Conquer Mexico. You know what? I didn't list behind Aaron Burr and follow him straight to hell if it were necessary.

I wonder if I could enlist with him. I'll ask him tonight. That's what I'll do tonight That was a great day for poor Nolan As soon as Burr arrived he sent for Nolan Nolan responded immediately and he ran from barracks all the way to the great man's room He knocked on the door and in a frenzy of impatience waited