IX. Highlight five dependent clauses in the following quote from Michael Beschloss Presidents of War. (Note: There are more than five.) (15 points) And so it had come to this. Horrified as he stood on a height above the Potomac, James Madison, the fourth President of the United States-and now, some wondered, the last?- watched his beloved Washington City as it seemed to vanish into a crimson-orange swirl of fire. It was after midnight on Wednesday, August 24, 1814, and Madison was a fugitive, escaping the Capital--first by ferry, then by galloping horse--for the dark wilderness of Virginia. Still wearing formal knee breeches and buckled shoes, the sixty-three-year-old Madison knew that the invader-incendiaries from Great Britain were out for his capture and arrest, which might force him to be hanged. But he kept dismounting his horse to stare, with those intelligent blue eyes that "sparkled like stars," at the inferno across the Potomac. He could not help himself. As a student of the Bible since college, Madison knew that God had warned Lot's wife not to look back at burning Sodom or else become a pillar of salt. Nevertheless the beleaguered President-who stood about five feet, four inches, and weighed perhaps a hundred pounds-kept gazing at the flaming, otherworldly spectacle, the nadir of the War of 1812, which many Americans bitterly called "Mr. Madison's War." (Grammar Eng. 102 spr. 2020) IX. Highlight five dependent clauses in the following quote from Michael Beschloss Presidents of War. (Note: There are more than five.) (15 points) And so it had come to this. Horrified as he stood on a height above the Potomac, James Madison, the fourth President of the United States-and now, some wondered, the last?- watched his beloved Washington City as it seemed to vanish into a crimson-orange swirl of fire. It was after midnight on Wednesday, August 24, 1814, and Madison was a fugitive, escaping the Capital--first by ferry, then by galloping horse--for the dark wilderness of Virginia. Still wearing formal knee breeches and buckled shoes, the sixty-three-year-old Madison knew that the invader-incendiaries from Great Britain were out for his capture and arrest, which might force him to be hanged. But he kept dismounting his horse to stare, with those intelligent blue eyes that "sparkled like stars," at the inferno across the Potomac. He could not help himself. As a student of the Bible since college, Madison knew that God had warned Lot's wife not to look back at burning Sodom or else become a pillar of salt. Nevertheless the beleaguered President-who stood about five feet, four inches, and weighed perhaps a hundred pounds-kept gazing at the flaming, otherworldly spectacle, the nadir of the War of 1812, which many Americans bitterly called "Mr. Madison's War." (Grammar Eng. 102 spr. 2020)
