Molly McDonald: A Tale of the Old FrontierParrish, Randall
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Molly McDonald: A Tale of the Old Frontier
Parrish, Randall
Women pioneers -- Fiction
"We were engaged to be married," he acknowledged frankly, his eyes upon
her face. "That was at the breaking out of the war, and I was in my
senior college year. We met at school, and I was supposed to be the heir
to a large property. She is a beautiful woman now, and she was a
beautiful girl then. I thought her as good and true as she was charming.
Since then I have learned her selfishness and deceit, that it was my
money which attracted her, and that she really loved another man, a
classmate."
She glanced up at him as he paused, but he resumed the story without
being interrupted.
"The war came, and I enlisted at once, and received a commission. Almost
our entire class went, and the man she really loved was next below me in
rank."
"Eugene Le Fevre?"
"Yes; how did you know? Oh, I told you of him out there in the
sand-hills. Well, I urged her to marry me before I went to the front,
but she made excuses. Later, I understood the reason--she was uncertain
as to my inheriting the property of an uncle. We were ordered to the
Army of Northern Virginia. Once I went home on furlough, severely
wounded. We were to be married then, but I had not sufficiently
recovered when I was suddenly ordered back to the front. I did suspect
then, for the first time, that she was glad of the respite. I afterwards
discovered that during all this time she was in correspondence with Le
Fevre, who had been detailed on Early's staff. It was his influence
which brought about my sudden, unexpected recall to duty. A few months
later I was promoted major, and, at Fisher's Hill, found myself
commanding the regiment. Early in the action Le Fevre brought me an
order; it was delivered verbally, the only other party present a corporal
named Shultz, a German knowing little English. Early's exact words were:
'Advance at once across the creek, and engage the enemy fiercely; a
supporting column will move immediately.' Desperate as the duty involved
appeared, there was nothing in the order as given to arouse suspicion.
In obedience I flung my command forward, leading them on foot. We
charged into a trap, and were nearly annihilated, and Shultz was either
killed, or made prisoner. Two days later I was arrested under charges,
was tried by court-martial, and dismissed from the service in disgrace.
Early produced a copy of his written order; it read 'cautiously feel the
enemy's position,' and Le Fevre went on the stand, and swore the original
had been delivered to me. I had no witnesses."
She watched him with wide-open eyes, her lips parted.
"And she--this Vera Carson?"
The man laughed bitterly.
"Wrote him a letter, which the man actually had the nerve to show me when
I was helpless, proving her falsity. I would not believe, and went back
seeking her. But she had departed--no one knew where--but had first
convinced herself that my name had been erased from my uncle's will. Two
months later I heard that she married Le Fevre in Richmond."
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