A Man Stands Out on the Horizon of My Memory Like Mars at Perehelion

When war broke out between spain and the united states, it was very necessary to communicate quickly with leader of the insurgents. Garcia was somewhere in the mountain fastnesses of cuba. No mail or telegraph could reach him. The president must secure his co operation and quickly. What to do? I'm breathless. Someone said to the president, there's a fellow by the name of rowan will find garcia for you if anybody can. Now he's just a intrepid rebel in the mountains of inner cuba. And so this is what’s in hubbard's mind as he goes upstairs to write his latest edition of mecit liconism for the phil