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The Atlanta Journal, under large headlines, "A Happy Riddance," has the following to say when the Third North Carolina left Macon. But the Journal's article was evidently written in a somewhat of a wish-it-was-so-manner, and while reading this article we ask our readers to withhold judgment until they read Prof. C.F. Meserve on the Third North Carolina, who wrote after investigation.
You would n't have had me let it out of my sight, would you, and we going to raise it to-morrow morning?" "Rebecca's perfectly right, Mrs. Meserve!" said Miss Dearborn proudly. "And it's lucky there was somebody quick-witted enough to 'ride and consort' with Mr. Simpson!
Alice, take this paper and tear off five narrow pieces, all different lengths." At this moment a voice from a distance floated up to the haymow a voice saying plaintively: "Will you let me play with you, girls? Huldah has gone to ride, and I'm all alone." It was the voice of the absolutely-without-guile Thirza Meserve, and it came at an opportune moment.
"My mother won't keep him, so it's no use to ask her; she says most every day she's glad we're grown up, and she thanks the Lord there wasn't but two of us." "And Mrs. Peter Meserve is too nervous," Rebecca went on, taking the village houses in turn; "and Mrs. Robinson is too neat." "People don't seem to like any but their own babies," observed Emma Jane.
Huldah Meserve was next voted upon, and the fact that if she were not chosen her father might withdraw his subscription to the brass band fund was a matter for grave consideration. "I kind o' hate to have such a giggler for the State of Maine; let her be the Goddess of Liberty," proposed Mrs. Burbank, whose patriotism was more local than national.
"Do you know anything about the new flag, Rebecca?" shrieked Mrs. Meserve, too agitated, for a moment, to notice the child's companion. "It's right here in my lap, all safe," responded Rebecca joyously. "You careless, meddlesome young one, to take it off my steps where I left it just long enough to go round to the back and hunt up my door-key!
"Take it, you pious, passimonious, cheese-parin', hair-splittin', back-bitin', flag-raisin' crew!" he roared. "Rebecca never took the flag; I found it in the road, I say!" "You never, no such a thing!" exclaimed Mrs. Meserve. "You found it on the doorsteps in my garden!" "Mebbe twas your garden, but it was so chock full o' weeks I THOUGHT twas the road," retorted Abner.
"Now I'll see if I can git anythin' out of you," she said. I'm goin' to have my rights if I have to go to law to git 'em. Doctor Gordon took away my boarder. And if I'd had him sick and die to my house, I could have got extra. Now what I want is jest this, an' I'm goin' to hev it, too! Doctor Gordon said Mr. Meserve didn't have money. I don't know nothin' about that.
Slocum," said Gordon in a hard voice, "Mr. Meserve is too sick to be moved, and his disease may be contagious. You might lose all your other boarders, and whether he recovers or not, you would be obliged to fumigate your house, and have his room repapered and plastered." "He's got money enough to pay for it," Mrs. Slocum said doggedly. "How do you know?" "You think he ain't?"
Brown, the only man in the party, had a thought of detaining him. "I'm sorry I spoke so quick, Rebecca," said Mrs. Meserve, greatly mortified at the situation. "But don't you believe a word that lyin' critter said! He did steal it off my doorstep, and how did you come to be ridin' and consortin' with him? I believe it would kill your Aunt Miranda if she should hear about it!"
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