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When Hetty was ready, he said: "Shall I walk with you, Hetty?" She hesitated. She feared to be seen talking in an excited way with this stranger: she dreaded to lose her husband out of her sight. "Oh, Eben!" she exclaimed, "I do not know what to do. I cannot bear to let you go from me for a moment. How shall I get through this day! I will not go to Dr. Macgowan's any more.
"Not unless they swim, horse and foot," I objected. "'Twill be Macgowan's, more likely." Having this uncertainty to resolve, we must hang upon the skirts of the British advance till we could make sure, and this proved to be a most perilous business.
In Alice MacGowan's Judith of the Cumberlands, old Jepthah Turrentine says of one of his sons: "I named that boy after the finest man that ever walked God's green earth and then the fool had to go and git fat on me! Think of me with a fat son! I allers did hold that a fat woman was bad enough, but a fat man ort p'intedly to be led out and killed!" Spartan diet does not put on flesh.
"Tight houses," sheathed or plastered, are universally despised, partly from inherited shiftlessness, partly for less obvious reasons. One of Miss MacGowan's characters fairly insulted the neighborhood by building a modern house. "Why lordy!
Ferguson was to be ordered to come in instantly by forced marches, if necessary, and he was on no account to risk a battle with the over-mountain men. You may be sure, my dears, that I scarce drew breath till I was a-horse and out of the town and galloping hard on the road to that ford of Master Macgowan's which afterward became famous in our history under the misspelling "Cowan's Ford."
Eben, as they drew near Dr. Macgowan's gate, "what is this name by which the village people call you? I heard it on everybody's lips, but I could not make it out." Hetty colored. "It is French for Aunt Hibba," she replied. "They speak it as if it were one word, 'Tantibba." "But there was more to it," said her husband. "'Bo Tantibba, they called you."
Once in the high road we pushed on briskly for the river, nor did we draw rein until the sweating beasts were picking their way in the darkness down the last of the hills which sentinel the Catawba to the westward. At the foot of this hill a by-road led to Macgowan's ford some six miles farther down the river, and here, as I supposed, our ways would lie apart.
Before she had been in Dr. Macgowan's house one week, all the patients had learned to listen in the morning for her step and her voice: they all wanted her, and begged to be put under her charge. "Really, Mrs. Smailli, I shall have to cut you up into parcels," said the doctor one day: "there is not enough of you to go round. You have a marvellous knack at making sick people like you.
Yet by riding abreast of the moving main we did resolve the uncertainty; heard the orders passed from man to man, and later saw a small feinting detachment split off to take the road for Beattie's, whilst the main body held on for Macgowan's; all this before we were discovered in the gloaming of the dawn by some of Tarleton's men.
When Hetty was ready, he said: "Shall I walk with you, Hetty?" She hesitated. She feared to be seen talking in an excited way with this stranger: she dreaded to lose her husband out of her sight. "Oh, Eben!" she exclaimed, "I do not know what to do. I cannot bear to let you go from me for a moment. How shall I get through this day! I will not go to Dr. Macgowan's any more.
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