Alpha Omega M.D. – Episode #37
…I do not want my son courting a slave owner’s daughter…
“I find that man more repulsive every time I have to see him!” Harsh words from Phoebe Love, a Godly woman with a good and quiet spirit.
“Maybe that punch is doing his talking,” suggests Martha, “we may have put in too much of the ‘recipe’.”
“Pardon me, no, Mrs. Ferrell, but a man who still keeps slaves garners no sympathy from me.”
Most anyone can tell you that when you want to Martha Ferrell’s lamp lit bring up the subject of slavery. A visitor to their Hillside Estate once made the mistake of referring to her servants as slaves. ‘I beg your pardon, but our people are paid employees and are free to leave any time they choose, though none have. And furthermore we have people of all colors come to our farm and our store seeking work nearly every day, but we cannot hire them all. We keep them on a list and if a position becomes available, the most qualified person gets the job.’ You’ve been warned about getting her started on the subject of slave versus servant. This has been a condensed version on that theme.
Martha maintains her relative decorum, the time and place not synchronized to withstand her usual ardor, merely stating, “I am going to ask that lout to leave!” decorum with an edge.
“You cannot un-invite people, dear,” insists her husband.
“And I do not want my son courting a slave owner’s daughter!”
“You cannot undo the affairs of the heart,” he reasons.
“I will be his undoing, mark my word!” The flushness of her face is masked by her overly rouged cheeks.
“…of like mind with you, with the will and the power to do something about it.”
“Are you from that vigilante gang about which I have heard and if so, can I join you?”
“Vigilante is a harsh term, Mrs. Ferrell, but we will be in touch with you. I would keep the night of 4 October and the following morning free.”
Masked by the merriment, secrets, whispers and strategies are discussed as “The Band Played On”.