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"Yes, there is your friend, the Englishman," said Belknap rather bitterly. "I meet him everywhere," I answered. "The thing is simply uncanny. What is he doing out here?" "We are taking him out to Laramie with us. He has letters to Colonel Meriwether, it seems. Cowles, what do you know about that man?" "Nothing," said I, "except that he purports to come from the English Army."
I didn't even know where McCracken County was, but my sister was there. I wanted to find my sister. When I reached the house where my sister stayed, I went through the gate. I asked if this was the house where Mary Meriwether lived. Her mistress said, 'Yes, she's in the back. Are you the girl Mr. Meriwether's looking for?" My heart was in my mouth. It just seemed I couldn't go through the gate.
I told him that it was his son had come to him, and that he must speak. So at last, as though by sheer will he had held on to this time, he turned his gray face toward me, and as a dead man, spoke. "Tell your mother," he said; "Tell Meriwether must protect good-by." Then he said "Lizzie!" and opened wide his arms. Presently he said, "Jack, lay my head down, please." I did so.
"Colonel Meriwether, I have never given bonds to be gentle when abused." "I am telling you the truth," he said. "By God, sir! Miss Meriwether is engaged to Lieutenant Lawrence Belknap of the Ninth Dragoons! You feel your honor too deeply touched? Perhaps at a later time Lieutenant Belknap will do himself the disgrace of accommodating you."
A forsworn man, I lay there, thinking of her, sweet, simple, serious and trusting, who had promised to love me, an utterly unworthy man, until we two should go back into the flowers. Far rather had I been beneath the sod that moment; for I knew, since I loved Ellen Meriwether, she must not complete the signing of her name upon the scroll of our covenant!
There was indeed need for me at home. Yet here was I with my errand not yet well begun; for Captain Stevenson told me this morning that the Post Adjutant had received word from Colonel Meriwether saying that he would be gone for some days or weeks on the upper frontier.
"You see," explained Kitty to me, "Annie used to be married to Benjie Martin, who works for Colonel Meriwether, at the house just beyond the trees there." "I'se married to him yit," said Annie, between sobs. "Heap more'n that taller-faced yaller girl he done taken up with now." "I think myself," said Kitty, judicially, "that Benjie might at least bow to his former wife when he passes by."
I want you to let yo' cook cook me a cake an' one or two more little things." "Very well," said Mrs. Meriwether, relenting somewhat; "I will tell her to do so. I will tell her to make you a good cake. When do you want it?" "Thank you m'm. Yes, m'm; ef you 'll gi' me a right good-sized cake an' a loaf or two of flour-bread an' a ham, I 'll be very much obleeged to you.
Ill health led him to resign his commission in the army in 1796. A few months before his resignation he first became acquainted with Meriwether Lewis, who, as an ensign, was put under his command. Then began one of those generous and enduring friendships that are all too rare amongst men.
A treaty concluded at the Cherokee Agency on the 8th of July, 1817, between Major-General Andrew Jackson, Joseph McMinn, governor of the State of Tennessee, and General David Meriwether, commissioners of the United States of America, of the one part, and the chiefs, headmen, and warriors of the Cherokee Nation east of the Mississippi River and the chiefs, headmen, and warriors of the Cherokees on the Arkansas River, and their deputies, John D. Chisholm and James Rogers.
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