Christian life -- Fiction; Frontier and pioneer life -- Ohio -- Fiction; Physicians -- Fiction
"There, there, Nell, darling, my sweet little sister, we're together
at last, and don't mean to be parted ever again. Come, come, don't
spoil your pretty eyes with crying."
She brushed away her tears at that, raised her head, saying, "O
Percy, I'm so glad, so happy! How are Clare and the children?"
Then without waiting for an answer, "Oh how forgetful I am!" she
cried turning to Kenneth, who with half averted face and dewy eyes,
was thinking of Marian, and could almost feel the clinging of her
arms about his neck. "Percy, this is Dr. Clendenin, who has cared for
me like a brother, through all this long, tiresome journey."
The two grasped each other's hands warmly, and the major insisted on
carrying Kenneth off with him to share the hospitality of his house.
It was a pleasant home circle into which he was presently
introduced,--Mrs. Lamar, a fair, graceful, bright-faced lady, still
young, and three or four rosy, bright-eyed boys and girls.
He received a warm welcome, while Nellie was embraced, kissed and
rejoiced over to her heart's content, a heart that went out in strong
affection to her kindred and craved a full return.
The evening meal was already prepared, the table set in the living
room. Its snowy linen, delicate china and shining silver would not
have disgraced a much more lordly dwelling; and the viands which
presently came in smoking from the kitchen, fresh fish, game and hot
corn-bread, might have tempted the appetite of an epicure; much more
that of our travellers, who had fared but indifferently well for some
days past.
The major's house was but a log cabin, the only kind of building
in the settlement at that time, simply furnished, and consisted of
only three rooms beside kitchen and garret; yet a great deal of
comfort and enjoyment were to be found there, and Kenneth was not
ill-pleased to be tendered the freedom of the house, and accepted the
offer with hearty thanks.
"We elect you our family physician, sir, if you will not decline the
office," said the major, as they rose from the table; "and as such
you will of course consider yourself perfectly at home among us."
Kenneth was beginning to express his sense of his host's kindness
when he was interrupted by a hasty summons to the bedside of a sick
woman at the other end of the village.
"Come, Nell, and take a look at Chillicothe," the major said, leading
the way to the grass plot in front of the house, where they seated
themselves upon a log.
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