Jackson, a prisoner of war, was liberated, a lad of sixteen, from the British pen at Charleston, without a relative, a friend or a dollar in the world, having to make his way upward through the most aristocratic community of the country and the time.
Watterson describes Andrew Jackson's difficult early life and rise from poverty.
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