Alpha Omega M.D. – Episode #50
…That was the stench of Fort Sumter burning to the ground, Herbert…
“The engineer of the midnight freight stopped at our station to report possible pedestrian contact on the trestle. We were sore afraid you all had been killed.”
“He was going so fast I am surprised he noticed us and he certainly did not stop to find out if he had hit anything,” the nearest thing to a victim, laments.
“Verily, verily,” Love relates. “He also reported seeing signs of fire up the line, smelled smoke. We did smell smoke as well, a very odd smell indeed.”
“That was the stench of Fort Sumter burning to the ground, Herbert!”
“You must be joking, Jacob… you didn’t, did you?”
“No, ‘tis true I did not, but what a marvelously unexpected bonus.”
“Indeed! We could not have planned this any better. But I do not take pleasure in another man’s loss.” Herbert Love can only imagine what condition the battered plantation might be in; anarchy, unleashed tensions or loss of life on either side of this clouded issue. “I think we, perhaps me should make a trip over to Midway to offer aid.” You can count on the Loves to do the Christian thing, in any situation, no matter how undeserving the beneficiary may be.
“That would make a great diversion, Herbert. I will send the Campbells back to Tallahassee the same time you pay Smythwick a visit. For now I am going over to Helen’s Diner to get us some food!” The grits and gravy of 36 hours ago did not stick to Jacob’s ribs–or anything else for that matter.
“Good. I will return in an hour, say 11:00. I am going back to the dairy for some evaporated milk and blankets.”
The beneficiary of such a massive effort cautions the architect.
“You just be as careful as you can be, Master Love. No tellin’ what kind of hornet’s nest you’ll find,” warns Willy, walking to join his family under a shade tree, to share in the promised feast of grilled chicken and biscuits.
“Should I give Jefferson your best regards, Willy?”
“He already gots the best of all my born days.”
Alpha Omega M.D.