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
Lillie did not laugh nor answer; nothing interested her which did not
say, Baby! Baby was for the time the whole thought, the whole life, of
this girl, who a little previous existed through her husband, and before
that through her father. Each passion had been stronger than its
predecessor; but now she had reached the culminating point of her
womanhood: higher than Baby it was impossible for her to go. Even her
father distressed and alarmed her a little by an affection for the
newly-arrived divinity which lacked what she felt to be the proper
reverence. Not content with worshiping afar off, he picked up the tiny
god and carried him to the partial day of a curtained window, desiring,
as he said, the honor of being the first to give him an idea.
"The first to give him an idea!" laughed the father. "Why, he looks as
if he had been thinking for centuries. He looks five thousand years
old."
Seeing that Lillie began to weary, the old Doctor replaced the deity on
the pillow which served him for an altar, and turned the male worshipers
out of the room.
"How delighted they are with him!" she said when the door had closed
behind them. "Doctor, isn't he an uncommonly handsome child?" she added
with the adorable simplicity of perfect love. "I thought babies were not
pretty at first."
The room was now kept still. The mother and child lay side by side,
reposing from their night-long struggle for life. The mother looked
steadily at the infant; the infant looked with equal fixity at the
window: each gazed and wondered at an unaccustomed glory. In a few
minutes both dropped to sleep, overcome by fatigue, and by novel
emotions, or sensations. For three days a succession of long slumbers,
and of waking intervals similar to tranquilly delightful dreams,
composed their existence. When they were thus reposed they tasted life
with a more complete and delicious zest. Lillie entertained her husband
and father for hours at a time with discoursing on the attributes of the
baby, pointing out the different elements of his glory, and showing how
he grew in graces. She was quite indifferent to their affectionate
raillery; nothing could shake her faith in the illimitability of the new
deity. They two, dear as they were, were nevertheless human, and were
not so necessary as they had been to her faith in goodness, and her
happiness in loving. So long as she had the baby to look at, she could
pass the whole day without them, hardly wondering at their absence.
"We are dethroned," said the Doctor to the Colonel. "We are a couple of
Saturns who have made way for the new-born Jupiter."
"Nonsense!" smiled Lillie. "You think that you are going to spend all
your time with your minerals now. You are perfectly happy in the idea. I
sha'n't allow it."
"No. We must remain and be converts to the new revelation. Well, I
suppose we sha'n't resist. We are ready to make our profession of faith
at all times and in all places."
"This is the place," said Lillie. "Isn't he sweet?"
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