Civil War Transcendence, part 436

Daphne didn’t wake up again until about 11:30 am. During the time she was sleeping, I would periodically creep into the room and look over the back of the couch on which she was lying at this most beautiful woman.  It never ceased to amaze me that she wanted to be married to me. As always I thought that I was the luckiest man in the world to have her for my wife.

I happened to be in the hall next to where Daphne was situated when she stirred and sat up. I looked in and saw her yawn and stretch. She was still sleepy, but she didn’t look as exhausted as she had earlier.

I walked into her temporary boudoir and she smiled at me.

I asked, “Feel better?”

She nodded, extended her arms to me and coyly said, “Carry me to tha dining room. I just love it when ya carry me in yar arms.”

I laughed and picked her up. We strolled into the dining room, and the servant ladies took over. They treated her as if she was the Queen of Sheba. Her every want and need was taken care of. I had to smile at the pampering she was experiencing. She was so gracious to her helpers, giving each one a hug for their endeavors on her part. This always resulted in the helpers trying to find another way to elicit a hug from her.

The cooking was already under way for the noontime meal when I carried Daphne into the dining room.

She finally took a deep breath and said, “Well, I guess I need to get ready for lunch.”

This brought on another round of ladies helping her upstairs and assisting with her late morning preparations for the day.

Once Daphne came down stairs, she and Mrs. Douglas went into the parlor and began another round of preparations for the cottage. I went upstairs, washed and donned new clothes. Then I concentrated on sending a mental message to Kann Mer Ray and San Cirr Ray, asking them if we could meet tonight at 8:00 pm at the school house in Shepherdstown.

Almost immediately I received the word, “Yes,” in my mind. I nodded and went downstairs.

We had a fun time at lunch. Daphne felt a lot better. Mrs. Douglas was jubilant with the moving plans. I also found out, of all the servant ladies that had asked to be assigned as our helper, Rachel had been selected. Because of her new important role, Rachel was beaming from ear to ear during lunch.

After the meal, Rachel, Anna, Mrs. Douglas and Daphne retired to the parlor and went into a closed session which produced a lot of giggling each time I happened to pass their assembly.

I went to the stables and saw John Lee at the far end of the building working on some leather harnesses. He saw me and waved me to come see him. So I walked the length of the center walkway and shook hands with him. He grinned from ear to ear and said, “I heard y’all will be moving into town.”

I smiled and said, “That’s right. I guess we’ll be going tha end of tha week.”

He nodded and said, “Well, we’ll all be helping in tha move, but, if’n ya need me in any other way, all ya gotta do is call.”

I smiled and said, “I appreciate that. No doubt I will be asking for yar help in tha near future.”

He grinned and nodded his head.

I hadn’t heard Stonewall when I came into the stable. Usually he began to whinny as soon as I entered the building.

I looked around and asked, “Where’s Stonewall?”

John Lee grinned and said, “He took a shine to Lula Belle, Miss Daphne’s horse. So we put ‘em out to pasture together. We’re hoping they will mate because we need a colt to restock our horse herd.”

I laughed and said, “Well, it would be a truly momentous occasion if both of us sired an offspring at the same time.”

John Lee laughed and nodded.

I asked John Lee, “Has Al been able to give ya lessons on how to shoot a pistol?”

“He did once, but we all been so busy that we ain’t been able to get back together,” John Lee replied.

I said, “Well, we need to get all of us together and have another lesson this week. I’ll get some ammunition. Do ya by any chance know how many pistols, rifles and shotguns we got in the family armory?”

“No, but I can find out,” John Lee responded.

“Good, because we need to teach everyone how to fire and load the weapons we have,” I explained.

John Lee nodded.

I said, “Well, do ya have a cayuse that I can ride while Stonewall is on his honeymoon?”

John Lee laughed out loud and replied, “Yeah, I got one that ya can ride.”

Getting up from his stool, John Lee went into the environs of the stable to procure a mount for me.

 

 

 

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About Civil War Reflections

Vernon has been a Civil War buff since childhood, but had been inactive in Civil War history for over two decades. However, in the early 1990s his interest was rekindled after watching Ken Burns’ “Civil War Documentary” on PBS. He particularly became interested in the Battle of Antietam (Sharpsburg) and decided to learn more about this epic struggle.
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