For Love of Country: A Story of Land and Sea in the Days of the RevolutionBrady, Cyrus Townsend
History
For Love of Country: A Story of Land and Sea in the Days of the Revolution
Brady, Cyrus Townsend
United States -- History -- Revolution, 1775-1783 -- Fiction
"Not for the whole wide--" She laid a finger upon his lips.
"Hush, hush! Do not even speak treason to the creed. I am a daughter
of Virginia. My father, my brother, my friends, my people, and, yes, I
will say it, my lover are perilling their lives and have engaged their
honor in this contest for the independence of these colonies, for the
cause of this people, and the safeguarding of their liberties; and if I
stood in the pathway of liberty for a single instant, I should despise
the man who would not sweep me aside without a moment's hesitation."
She spoke with a pride and spirit which equalled his own, her head high
in the air, and her eyes flashing.
She had released her hands and had suited the gesture to the word,
throwing out her hand and arm with a movement of splendid freedom and
defiance. She was a woman of many moods and "infinite variety." Each
moment showed him something new to love. He caught the outstretched
hand,--the loose sleeve had fallen back from the wrist,--he pressed his
lips to the white arm, and said with all his soul in his voice,--
"May God prevent me from ever facing the necessity of a choice like
that, Katharine! But indeed it is spirit like yours which makes men
believe the cause is not wholly desperate. When our women can so speak
and feel, we may confidently expect the blessing of God upon our
efforts."
"Father says that it is because General Washington knows the spirit of
the people, because he feels that even the youths and maidens, the
little children, cherish this feeling, he takes heart, and is confident
of ultimate success. I heard him say that no king could stand against
a united people."
"Would that you could have been in Paris with your father when he
pleaded with King Louis and his ministers for aid and recognition! We
might have returned with a better answer than paltry money and a few
thousand stand of arms, which are only promised, after all."
"Would that I were a man instead of being a weak, feeble woman!" she
exclaimed vehemently.
"Ah, but I very much prefer you as you are, Katharine, and 't is not
little that you can do. You can inspire men with your own patriotism,
if you will. There, for instance, is your friend Talbot. If you could
persuade him, with his wealth and position and influence in this
country, to join the army in New Jersey--" As she shook her head, he
continued:
"I am sure if he thought as I do of you, you could persuade him to
anything but treachery or dishonor." His calm smile of superiority
vanished in an expression of dismay at her reply,--
"Talbot! Hilary Talbot! Why, John, do you know that he is--well, they
say that he is in love with me. Everybody expects that we shall marry
some day. Do you see? These old estates join, and--"
"Kate, it is n't true, is it? You don't care for him, do you?" he
interrupted in sudden alarm.
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