Miss Ravenel's conversion from secession to loyaltyDe Forest, John William
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Miss Ravenel's conversion from secession to loyalty
De Forest, John William
Historical fiction; United States -- History -- Civil War, 1861-1865 -- Fiction; War stories; Women -- United States -- Fiction
So he went, driving to the railroad in an ambulance, while Lillie looked
after him with tearful eyes, and waved her handkerchief and kissed her
hand till he was out of sight. At first she decided that she would
remain at Thibodeaux and think of her husband in every room of the
house, and every walk of the garden; but after two days she found
herself so miserably lonesome that she shut up the cottage, went to New
Orleans and threw herself upon her father for consolation. Having told
so much in anticipation we will go back to the Colonel. The two hundred
dollars which he left with his wife had been borrowed from the willing
Colburne. Carter had no pay due him as he had hinted, but he hoped to
obtain a month's advance from a paymaster, or, failing in that, to
borrow from some one, say the commanding general. In fact, one hundred
and fifty dollars, abstracted from Government funds, I fear, were
furnished him by a neglected quartermaster, who likewise wanted
promotion and was willing to run this risk for the sake of securing the
benign influences of Carter's future star. With this friend in need the
Colonel took the first glass of plain whiskey which he had swallowed in
three months. To this followed other glasses, proffered by other
friends, whose importunity he could not now resist, although yesterday
he had repulsed them with ease. Every brother colonel, every
appreciating brigadier, seemed possessed of Satan to lead him to a bar
or to his own quarters and there to toast his health, or his luck, or
his star. It was "Here's how!" and "Here's towards you!" from ten
o'clock in the morning when he got his money, until four in the
afternoon when he sprang on board the Creole just as she loosed her
moorings from the shaky posts of the tattered wooden wharf. Being in
that state of exhilaration which enabled Tam O'Shanter to gaze on the
witches of Alloway kirk-yard without flinching, the Colonel was neither
astonished nor alarmed at encountering on the quarter-deck the calm,
beautiful, dangerous eyes of Madame Larue. The day before he would have
been almost willing to lose the steamer rather than travel with her.
Now, in the fearlessness of plain whiskey, he shook both her hands with
impetuous warmth and said, "'Pon honor, Mrs. Larue, perfectly delighted
to see you."
"And so am I delighted," she answered with a flash of unfeigned pleasure
in her eyes, which might have alarmed the Carter of yesterday but which
gratified the Carter of to-day.
"Now I shall have a cavalier," she continued, allowing him to pull her
down on a seat by his side. "Now I shall have a protector and adviser. I
have had such need of one. Did you know that I was going on this boat? I
am so flattered if you meant to accompany me! I am going north to
invest my little property. I still fear that it is not safe here. No one
knows what may happen here. As soon as I could sell for a convenable
sum, I resolved to go north. I shall expect you to be my counsellor how
to invest."
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