“Because somebody had to stay home to plow and sow and look after the family,” replied the young man.
“And so you never volunteered, and you bought a substitute when you were drafted?”
“I never volunteered because my father and brother were both in the army, and because, as I said before, somebody had to stay home and look after the crops. And I never was drafted; if I had been I should have gone in, because I could not have found it in my conscience to tempt any poor fellow with money to go and get shot in my place. No, if I had been drafted I should have gone.”
“Right, my boy! Right! Right! Right!” exclaimed his uncle, heartily.
“And how are all here?” inquired Miss Susannah Grandiere, when at length all were seated.
“You see us all here except papa and mamma. Papa is well, but mamma——” Here the speaker, Odalite, paused as the tears choked her voice.
Miss Grandiere looked from one to the other of the family party in mute, though anxious inquiry.
“Mrs. Force was taken suddenly ill this morning,” said the old captain, speaking for his friends. “No! now don’t be alarmed! The doctor, who has just left her, says that she is doing well, and will be all right if kept quiet!” he added, to soothe the uneasiness of the visitors.
“But what is the matter with her?” inquired Mrs. Hedge.
“She had a severe shock, and fell into a swoon. She has been lying prostrate, but quiet, ever since. Now, don’t be alarmed; there is no danger.”