She stood appalled3 before such a conflict. She had written to her fathera letter so gentle, so full of tender appeal, he could not resist itscall. She had asked that he come to see her babies and her husband and,face to face, say the things that were in his heart.
Her own sympathies were with her husband. He had breathed his soul intohers. She thought as he thought and felt as he felt. But her dear olddaddy must have deep reasons for refusing to follow Virginia, if sheshould go with the South in Secession. She must hear these reasons.
Stuart must hear them. If he could convince them, they would go withhim.
In her girl's soul she didn't care which way they went, as long as theydid not fight each other. She had watched the shadow of this war deepenwith growing anguish4. If her father should meet her husband in battleand one should kill the other! How could she live? The thought was toohorrible to frame in, words, but it haunted her dreams. She couldn'tshake it off.
That her rollicking soldier man would come out alive she felt suresomehow. No other thought was possible. To think that he might be killedin the pride and glory of his youth was nonsense. Her mind refused nowto dwell on the idea. She dismissed it with a laugh. He was so vital.
He lived to his finger tips. His voice rang with the joy of living.
The spirit of eternal youth danced in his blue eyes. He was justtwenty-eight years old. He was the father of a darling boy who bore hisname and a baby that nestled in her arms to whom they had given hers.
Life in its morning of glory was his--wife, babies, love, youth, health,strength, clean living and high thinking. No, it was the thought of harmto her father that was eating her heart out. He has passed the noon-tideof life. His slender, graceful5 form lacked the sturdy power of youth.
His chances were not so good.
The thing that sickened her was the certainty that both these men,father and husband, would organize the cavalry6 service and fight onhorseback. They had spent their honeymoon7 on the plains. She had riddenover them with her joyous8 lover.
He would be a cavalry commander. She knew that he would be a general.
Her father was a master of cavalry tactics and was at work on the Manuelfor the United States Army.
The two men were born under the same skies. Their tastes were similar.
Their clean habits of life were alike. Their ideals were equally highand noble. How could two such men fight each other to the death over anissue of politics when some wife or sister or mother must look on a deadface when the smoke has cleared?
Her soul rose in rebellion against it all. She summoned every power ofher mind to the struggle with her father.
She brought them together at last in the room with her babies, asleep intheir cradles. She sat down between the two and held a hand in each ofhers.
"Now, daddy dear, you must tell me why you're going to fight Virginia ifshe secedes9 from the union."The gentle face smiled sadly.
"How can I make you understand, dear baby? It's foolish to argue suchthings. We follow our hearts--that's all.""But you must tell me," she pleaded.
"There's nothing to tell, child. We must each decide these big things oflife for himself. I'll never draw my sword against the union. My fatherscreated it. I've fought for it. I've lived for it. And I've got to diefor it, if must be, that's all--"He paused, withdrew his hand from hers, rose and put it on Stuart'sshoulder.
"You've chosen a fine boy for your husband, my daughter. I love him. I'mproud of him. I shall always be proud that your children bear his name.
He must fight this battle of his allegiance in his own soul and answerto God, not to me. I would not dare to try to influence him."Stuart rose and grasped the Colonel's hand. His eyes were moist.
"Thank you, Colonel. I shall always remember this hour with you andmy Flora10. And I shall always love and respect you, in life or death,success or failure."The older man held Stuart's hand in a strong grip.
"It grieves me to feel that you may fight the union, my son. I have seenthe end in a vision already. The union is indissoluble. The stars intheir courses have said it.""It may be, sir," Stuart slowly answered. "Who knows? We must do eachwhat we believe to be right, as God gives us to see the right."The little mother was softly crying. Her hopes had faded. There was thenote of finality in each word her men had uttered. She was crushed.
For an hour she talked in tender commonplaces. She tried to be cheerfulfor her father's sake. She saw that he was suffering cruelly at thethought of saying a goodbye that might be the last.
She broke down in a flood of bitter tears. The father took her into hisarms and soothed11 her with tender words. But something deep and strangehad stirred in the mother heart within her.
She drew away from his arms and cried in anguish.
"It's wrong. It's wrong. It's all wrong--this feud12 of blood! And Godwill yet save the world from it. I must believe that or I'd go mad!"The two men looked at each other in wonder for a moment and then at themother's convulsed face. Into the older man's features slowly crept alook of awe13, as if he had heard that voice before somewhere in the stillhours of his soul.
Stuart bent14 and kissed her tenderly.
"There, dear, you're overwrought. Don't worry. Your work God has givenyou in these cradles.""Yes, that's why I feel this way," she whispered on his breast.
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