CHAPTER VII

They were married on a winter’s day of 1865, when Abbie was not quite nineteen and Will was twenty-three. The day was mild, even warm, a phenomenon for that time of year. “A weather-breeder,” every one called it. A few men shed their coats and worked in their shirt-sleeves during the middle of the day, so that they might tell of it in years to come. Maggie Mackenzie and Abbie and Mary set the furniture out of the log house, so there would be room for the guests. Janet’s two children were designated as a committee t…