“I told you to stay away from him!” Daddy yelled as he took my arm and drug me into my second-floor bedroom. “Now you will never see him, or anyone for that matter, until I have found you a suitable man,” he said while giving me one last disgusted look as he slammed and locked the door behind him. 516Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡbFyjXb93Ra
    The “him” my father was yelling at was Robert Mcfair, a Union Officer, whom I happen to be falling in love with. Being that I was the daughter of a wealthy and prominent plantation owner in the great state of Alabama it was forbidden for me to fraternize, let alone fall in love, with anyone who lived Up North especially if they are someone fighting against The South’s main source of income. 516Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡX5UiA57sy4
    Robert and I met when I was staying at my Aunties house in New York a year before the war broke out. Daddy had sent me up there so I could find a man wealthy enough and smart enough to run the plantation after his death. It was my job to find eligible men since there was no one else daddy could leave his business to. Momma died after delivering me and daddy never got remarried, it has been just me and him for the past twenty years. 516Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡhmecWMIo1s
    I was walking into a shop one day in New York City when I ran into a man with dark brown hair and emerald green eyes, He was wearing an Army Uniform that made him look very handsome. “Excuse me miss, I must be more careful and not run into such a beautiful young women next time,” he said making me blush. I had been called beautiful before but never by a man in uniform. I gave him a swift curtsy and continued my way into the shop kicking myself that I didn’t get more acquainted with the man. I went to that same shop every Thursday hoping to run into him again but no luck. One night during a ball held at the governor's mansion I spotted a man in uniform who couldn't take his eyes off me. I was wearing a red gown that flattered me blonde hair well but no one looked at me in the gown like the man across the dance floor was. I wanted so badly to march across the room and demand for a dance but that would have been very unladylike so I just waited. 516Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡTKEnDPURRC
    After a while, my cousin Catherine said to me “Did you notice that man who has been staring at you all night?” I shook my head yes. “Well he is on his was over here and if I must say he is very handsome.” I turned around nonchalantly doing my best to hide my excitement to see the man who has been staring at me walking towards me. The closer and closer he gets the more he looks like the man I ran into at the shop the one day. Sure enough, it is him!  516Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡUTBgnTV8KG
    “You look even more beautiful than the day I bumped into you.” He said in a low almost whisper that made me blush. “My name is Robert Mcfair. What shall I call you besides beautiful?” 516Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgWoAMwajDQ
    “Elizabeth Lomax,” I say politely516Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ2PTHikJecI
    “Well Miss Lomax, may I have this dance?” he holds his hand out waiting for me to accept his offer.516Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡOUVFZNZVD6
    “Yes you may but you must call me Elizabeth,” I say taking his hand. Nodding he twirls we onto the dance floor and we begin dancing. 516Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡNRYbfp5PaN
    We dance together for the remainder of the ball. We talk about where we are from and how we got to New York. It turns out he is from Pennsylvania and is only here in New York on an assignment to work with New York’s governor to get more men to enlist in the Military. Robert’s father was an officer and Robert followed in his footsteps and went to WestPoint. Robert shares his disgust about salary and is very passionate in the idea that every man and women should be free. After listening to Robert talk passionately about his Anti-Slavery views I must say that I do believe the same thing he does. How is it fair that these people who are slaves have to work sunup to sundown, not able to leave, and be split up from their families? “My father would die of a heart attack if he heard what you were saying.” Robert gave me a questioning look so I proceeded to tell him that my father owns a plantation along with 130 slaves. 516Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡGgkB2y6S7K
    “I knew your last name sounded familiar,” Robert stated sounded shocked that he was talking to a daughter of a slave owner. “You’re Jackson Lomax’s daughter. One of Alabama’s biggest slave owners.” 516Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZfrroJ5Q3q
    I nod looking down at the ground, disappointed that I ruined my chances of getting to know Robert better. “I understand if you do not want to dance anymore.” I sigh walking away from him put he grabs my arm pulling me closer towards him. 516Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ6qORtCcur9
    “Just because your father owns slaves doesn't mean you have the same ideals.” he tips my head up so I’m looking into his green eyes. “Do you believe that slavery is wrong?” he asks, I nod yes. “Do you believe that all men and women should be free?” I nod again. “Good,” he says. “We can continue dancing,” I smile and we begin to dance again.When the ball is over we bid each other a good night and I give him my Auntie’s address so he can write me. 516Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡggciIwy3hp
    A week after the ball at the governor’s mansion I receive my first letter from him. It read: 516Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡG1T9XICizp
My beautiful Elizabeth,516Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ058CcTrP5Y
    I am delighted that you gave me permission to write you. I knew from the moment I ran into you that day that you were something very special and The Governor’s Ball proved me right. You are so very beautiful and very smart. I hope that I made as much of an impression on you as you made on me. I write you again once I am headed back to New York so I can see you again. 516Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4KRNe4PjcS
Sincerely Robert516Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡfN3J0ln7uu
    I was beyond happy when I received a letter a few weeks later telling me that Robert was back in New York. We made plans to spend the whole day walking around and catching up. It was perfect. We had a picnic at the park one day, strolled through the city the next and the next night we went to a ball in the next town over. That is the night I started to fall for him. 516Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡXBGaaes9dr
    Not only was Robert handsome and an Officer in the Army but he was very intelligent as well. He talked about William Shakespeare with such admiration, explaining to me the Romeo and Juliet were “beautifully tragic”. He talked about how his mother instilled in him that education is very important and man will be slaves without it. That night we shared our first kiss. It was magical. 516Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3pJwiyXa6q
    Robert left to go back to Pennsylvania but promised to return back within the next coming months. We continued to write each other and our letters got deeper and deeper. He set my heart aflame each letter he sent. I kept every letter in a hat box that no longer needed to keep a hat inside. It was a week before Robert’s return to New York when my father sent for my Aunt and cousin Catherine. “It was getting too dangerous up there for people of our beliefs,” he said in a letter explaining why we needed to be back in Alabama. I quickly sent out a letter to Robert explain the situation, attached in the letter was my address so we can continue sending letters to each other. 516Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡkYst6QeIaF
    The day that we were leaving New York news was quickly spreading about South Carolina seceding from the Union. People were unsure to act. Some people thought it was a good thing, while others thought that the United States was starting to crumble. However, everyone was in agreement that it was a major change for everyone involved. On our way back to the plantation my aunt stated that she was happy she was one her way back to the south. “I always loved visiting your mother and father, everyone was always so nice to me and made me feel safe,” she exclaimed while looking out the window smiling obviously remembering the good times her, my mother, and father used to have. My Aunt Nancy was my mother’s only sister and they were always close. Aunt Nancy moved to New York a year before my mother's death(and my birth) to get married to her husband who died a few years later due to a Cholera; my cousin Catherine was two when her father died. 516Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡGjqZKIoI5s
    “Your father is going to be disappointed that you did not find a suitor,” Catherine stated. I just rolled my eyes and continued to look at the landscape outside the coach. I did find a suitor but not one my father would approve of. I found a suitor that I may never see again.516Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡomhRINlD7s
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