Jefferson Davis
To all SHNV subscribers,
As with before, I have a Word file of the book JEFFERSON DAVIS, HIS LIFE AND PERSONALITY which was written by a yankee, MORRIS SCHAFF, back in 1922. While he states in his 1st chapter that his sentiments are with the north, his unreserved respect for Jefferson Davis is his main guiding principle in writing the book. For even back then in the 1920’s, even before then actually, the demonising of the South was in full force.

Now, I have this book on a Word document and is 292KB full. If anyone would like to have this in their arsenal of truth with which to fight the yankee avalanche of lies, please let me know and I shall be pleased to send it your way.
Below, is an excerpt from chapter X. I hope it whets enough appetites so that I am slammed with requests for this free book.
Sincerely Offered,
Jimmy L. Shirley Jr.
SOME time in the early winter of 1858, Davis fell seriously ill with laryngitis, not only losing his speech so that he had to make known his wants in writing, but also his left eye, that had never fully recovered its strength from a previous attack, became so inflamed, swollen and at last totally blind that he could not endure any light whatsoever in the room. His affliction was long, painful and debilitating, yet not without some compensation, for as in the wake of devastating forest fires the willow-herb appears and blooms, so sympathies and delicate attentions from old friends decked the track of his sickness; and no one was more devoted and spontaneously kindly than Seward, his great political antagonist, who almost daily would go and sit by his bedside, telling him what was going on in the Senate.
On one of these Good Samaritan visits the haunting slavery question came drifting along on the current of their gossipy, informal talk. Mrs. Davis asked the visitor in view of his seeing slavery as it actually was while an instructor at an academy in Georgia, how he could make such piteous appeals for the negro and believe all he said in the debates. "I do not," he answered good-naturedly, "but these appeals, as you call them, are potent to affect the rank and file of the North. " Davis, surprised by Seward’s remark, asked with gravity, "But, Mr. Seward, do you never speak from conviction alone?"
"Never!" he responded emphatically; whereupon Davis raised his blindfolded head and whispered, "As God is my judge, I never spoke from any other motive." Seward put his arm about him and gently laid him down, saying, "I know you do not. I am always sure of it."
This happening is full of light; favorable indeed for Davis, and most illuminating as to the character of Seward, whose whole subsequent career shows that he had uttered an absolute truth.