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THE MOTION PICTURE STORY MAGAZINE
came driving up in the venerable family carriage with precious news. Fielding and his wife, with their baby, accompanied by her brother, Lieutenant Sears, had come South for a family reunion, and were lingering near until Fielding could be assured of their welcome. Fielding sent the picture of his baby and hoped that his father would give it the kiss of peace.
The irreconcilable old General refused.
In the baby's hand was an American flag.
That was the cause of the trouble.
Mrs. Capel followed her husband into the house, trying to pacify him and bring about some arrangement to unite the family after long separation, but he was inexorable. Sure that he would eventually consent, Mrs. Capel sent Cuffy for the cradle in which she had last rocked Merriweather. She continued to plead with all the sweetness of her nature, her daughter joined her voice to the supplication, and even old Cuffy, when he had returned with
the cradle, made a mute appeal, but General Capel pointed to the sofa where his son's body had lain and said : ' ' Have you forgotten ? ' '
The Dixie mother, crushed at last, sank into a chair by the cradle.
Her proud spirit was broken.
The long restraint she had placed on emotions failed her when it seemed that the light of woman's life must be denied her, and her mind went wandering. She rocked the cradle softly and smiled. She was thinking of her own little babe, but there was a strange expression in her eyes that alarmed General Capel. The divinity of his home had given the best of herself to every one within reach of her influence. Her reward was a denial that threatened mental dissolution if not death. ' ' Come, ' ' he said to the others, ' ' there is not a moment to lose."
All three hurried out, and the little mother was left alone.
Mrs. Capel's smile vanished. She
'MAY GOD ALMIGHTY STRIKE ME DEAD WHEN I BOW TO THAT FLAG.