Shoulder-Straps: A Novel of New York and the Army, 1862Morford, Henry
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Shoulder-Straps: A Novel of New York and the Army, 1862
Morford, Henry
United States -- History -- Civil War, 1861-1865 -- Fiction
Judge Owen _did_ know him by the description, but too well! That short
good-looking young man with the curly hair, the moustache and the
light-gray clothes, was as certainly the man he had forbidden his house
and the company of his daughter, as his own name was Owen and his
dignity a judicial one!
Here was an outrage!--witness it ye fathers whose daughters do not
always obey your high behests. Here was a call for the exercise of the
highest qualities of authority!--bear witness to that, all you good
people who have at one time or another dragged your wives out of
churches because you did not like the ritual, or who have dragged them
_into_ churches because suitors armed with money-bags or aristocratic
names or political influence, stood within and beckoned! Here was a
necessity for proving what Judge Owen had only a day or two before so
loudly asserted--his ascendency in his own household. Here was an
opportunity to show to the public that Judge Owen, arbiter of the legal
destinies of his fellow-men when they did not range beyond a certain
insignificant number of dollars, was at once a Solon and a Draco in his
own domestic relations. Great men _will_ develope themselves at some
period or other in their lives, however they may previously have been
kept back by adverse circumstances; and Judge Owen had never yet enjoyed
the opportunity of showing half his mighty energies. Armed with the
double power of a parent and the law, he felt that he could combat
anything--even a young and delicate woman: gifted with a rigid sense of
right which rose above all personal considerations, he felt that to that
right he could sacrifice anything--even the privacy and sanctity of his
domestic relations.
The great men of old had done something in that way: Brutus had laid his
son, without a tear or a groan, on the altar of his country; Virginius
had slain his daughter when her perilled honor demanded that violent
deed; and only half a century before his own time, Napoleon had given up
a beloved Empress and married a royal nobody, for the sake of preserving
the dynasty that his people so demanded. It only remained for William
Owen, Judge, to emulate those great examples and drag his daughter out
of the theatre!
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