Yankee Bride / Rebel Bride: Book 5 [NOOK Book]

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For some reason at just that moment, Garnet glanced up at the house and thought she saw a shadowy figure standing at the window of the downstairs master bedroom in the wing Malcolm shared with Rose. With a little clutching sensations, Garnet wondered if Rose had seen her talking with Malcolm and if she minded that Garnet's had been the last farewell. Garnet shrugged and walked back into the garden. What difference did it make one way or the other? Malcolm belonged to Rose in a way he could never belong to her. ...
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For some reason at just that moment, Garnet glanced up at the house and thought she saw a shadowy figure standing at the window of the downstairs master bedroom in the wing Malcolm shared with Rose. With a little clutching sensations, Garnet wondered if Rose had seen her talking with Malcolm and if she minded that Garnet's had been the last farewell. Garnet shrugged and walked back into the garden. What difference did it make one way or the other? Malcolm belonged to Rose in a way he could never belong to her. All she had of Malcolm were memories of by-gone days. Suddenly she remembered Malcolm's parting words: 'Comfort Rose if you can, and be kind to her and little Jonathan.' Garnet gave her head a careless toss as if casting off such tiresome requests. Rose and Jonathan were not her responsibility! And she had no intention of taking them on, in spite of what Malcolm had asked. Besides, there were plenty of servants to care for Jonathan, and Rose seemed content enough with her endless Bible reading and piano playing and walks in the woods. It is not any concern of mine, Garnet assured herself. 'I have enough to do just taking care of myself!' -- Yankee Bride and Rebel Bride is set against the turbulent backdrop of the Civil War South, and chronicles the life of Garnet Cameron, whose plan to marry the man of her dreams, Malcolm Montrose, is thwarted when he chooses a Northern bride. On the rebound, Garnet married Malcolm's brother, thus entwining the lives of all four at Montclair, the magnificent ancestral Montrose family home.
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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9780310835189
  • Publisher: Zondervan
  • Publication date: 8/30/2009
  • Series: Brides of Montclair
  • Sold by: Zondervan Publishing
  • Format: eBook
  • Pages: 276
  • Sales rank: 358,437
  • File size: 465 KB

Meet the Author

Jane Peart was a best-selling novelist in both the secular and Christian markets. Her beloved Brides of Montclair Series is one of the longest continuous series on the market. She also published the American Quilts Series, and the Orphan Train Trilogy.
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Yankee Bride / Rebel Bride

Book 5
By Jane Peart

Zondervan

Copyright © 1990 Zondervan
All right reserved.

ISBN: 0-310-66991-X


Chapter One

"No, Rose, you can't!" The urgency in Kendall Carpenter's voice gave it a harsh edge. "You can't mean you intend to marry Malcolm Montrose!"

"But I do and I am!" retorted the girl facing him, her dark eyes flashing with indignation.

Framed by the trellised arch in her father's New England garden, Rose Meredith had never seemed more beautiful to the distraught young man-the rosy coloring in her rounded oval face heightened by emotion; the sweetly curved mouth; the rich brown hair falling from a center part and tumbling in ringlets about her shoulders rising from the ruffled bodice of the wide-hooped muslin dress. Perhaps the fact that he knew now he had lost her, made him more keenly aware of her beauty today.

As soon as Kendall heard the news of her engagement from his classmate, her brother John, he had rushed over to Milford from Harvard only to hear the truth from her own lips. His hopes of winning Rose himself lent desperation to his argument.

Her initial indignation softened as Rose saw the genuine distress in Kendall's expression, the hurt in his eyes. She put out one delicate hand and touched his arm. "Please, Kendall, try to understand."

"Understand? It's you who doesn't understand, Rose."

Rose sighed. She knew Kendall would use all the skills at his command as a law student to dissuade her. She had tried arguing with him before to no avail. She would just have to hear him out.

"Has your father given his approval?" he demanded.

Rose smiled slightly. "Why, Kendall, that you should ask such a question!" Her tone implied a gentle reproof. "After all, this is 1857. Even my father thinks a woman has a right to make her own decisions."

Undaunted, Kendall continued. "But you can't, Rose. You don't realize what you're getting into. The South has a different culture, a different outlook on life. For someone like you, Rose, that kind of life would be slow death."

"What are you talking about, Kendall?"

"Their attitude toward women, for example, is almost medieval. Women are merely pampered little girls who never grow up because the men they marry won't let them. They are desired for decorative purposes and, well, for other reasons, of course. But Southern men certainly don't consider women their equals, any more than they do blacks. And that's another point-"

"Kendall," she interrupted, "I won't hear any more. I love Malcolm Montrose and he loves me. Its disloyal for me even to listen to what you're saying. Malcolm isn't like the men you're describing. I know him and-"

"I know him, too, Rose! I sat around debating with him often about the very things we're discussing now. Southerners are not like us. It's a different country down there."

"You're talking pure nonsense. A different country, indeed! Aren't we all one United States? Didn't our grandfathers all fight for the same freedom less than one hundred years ago?"

"No, Rose, you're wrong." Kendall shook his head. "Even then we were fighting for different reasons. Remember, I've been down South visiting just recently, and I know what I'm talking about. It is a different country with different ideas, accepted rules, traditions," he continued. "You'll find-if you're headstrong enough to go through with this ridiculous notion-that it will be like living in a place where no one speaks your language. Mark my words, Rose, its not just that I don't want to lose you. I don't want to see you lose yourself. If you marry Malcolm Montrose-you'll live to regret it!"

Rose was startled by Kendall's vehemence. John had warned her that it might be difficult to explain her decision to the enamored young man, but Rose had confidently replied, "Oh, Kendall will understand." Still, Kendall obviously did not understand. For the first time Rose became aware that what she had considered only a pleasant friendship had meant more, gone much deeper with him. She had liked Kendall more than any of John's Harvard friends. That is, until the weekend her brother brought Malcolm Montrose home for a visit.

Almost from the beginning Rose had felt a strong attraction for the tall, soft-spoken Virginian. It was mutual, and had moved quickly from interest to affection to love, the kind of love Rose had often dreamed of but had never dared to believe would be hers.

They had learned almost at once that they shared many interests in common-a love of nature, philosophy, and literature. They had taken long walks together, held lengthy discussions on every subject, watched sunsets, and strolled through the quiet, winding country lanes around Milford-more and more absorbed in each other's company, lost in each other's words, eventually completely in love.

Malcolm was quite the handsomest man Rose had ever known, but it was his gracious manners, gentle humor, and more than that, his poet's soul that endeared him most to Rose.

For his part, Rose knew that Malcolm not only considered her beautiful, but also often commented that her keen mind, her vivid imagination, and unconscious charm both awed and delighted him. That she could articulately discourse on the subjects that intrigued him was a cause for endless pleasure. Indeed, they often explored the new philosophies together-transcendentalism, pantheism, the essays of Emerson and other noted preachers of the day.

Rose had been well educated in a private academy that offered a curriculum for young women comparable to Malcolm's at Harvard. She had, therefore, studied French, Latin, history, botany, and even geometry and astronomy.

Theirs was, Rose was positive, a match made in heaven. She and Malcolm, in spite of misgivings others might have, were absolutely sure they were destined for each other, and nothing this passionate young legal student could say could convince her otherwise.

"Rose, I beg you to reconsider," Kendall pleaded.

"There is nothing to reconsider," she said gently. "I love Malcolm. None of your arguments can change my mind on that."

"Then, nothing matters," he said dejectedly. "There is nothing left for me."

"Oh, Kendall-my dear, dear friend-at least wish me happiness."

Kendall shook his head, the firm lips compressed. "I can't! I won't!" He struggled before he burst out impulsively. "I can't because ... I love you! I want you for myself!"

With that, Kendall stepped forward. Taking Rose's face between his hands, he kissed her on the mouth-at first gently, almost sorrowfully, then with a firmer pressure, and finally with a fierce intensity.

Rose pushed her small hands against his chest, forcing him to release her. Breathless and shaken by this unexpected display of emotion, she gazed at him, speechless.

Kendall dropped his head, saying brokenly, "Forgive me, Rose. I shouldn't have done that." Then he turned and walked hurriedly down the path, letting the garden gate slam behind him.

It took Rose several minutes to regain her composure. She had never dreamed Kendall felt so deeply about her. But with just a few weeks remaining until her marriage to Malcolm, nothing could mar Rose's happiness for long.

She spun around, gathering up her skirts, and ran lightly up the steps into the house. Inside she paused for a moment, listening, but the household was still. Her Aunt Vanessa must be napping. From her father's study came the low murmur of voices. He must still be visiting with some of his friends.

Rose tiptoed up the broad front stairway to the second floor. Moving down the hall, she came to the spare bedroom. Opening the door carefully, she stepped inside. In the dim light she searched out the dress form on which her wedding gown hung, awaiting only the final fitting before Aunt Van, an accomplished seamstress, would pronounce it perfection.

The gown was of ivory watered silk; the bodice, with its tiny tucks, tapered into a V and was edged with Brussels lace taken from Rose's mother's wedding gown. That dress had been too small in every way for her tall, willowy daughter. Rose's eyes misted as she touched the beautiful lace. How sad it was that Ellen Meredith had not lived to see her daughter a bride.

Rose's gaze fell on the wispy froth of veil secured to a circlet of tiny silk roses and spread out on the quilted coverlet of the four-poster. Beside it were the white silk stockings and satin slippers she would wear.

Excitement tremored through her as she lifted the wreath and tentatively tried it on. Rose smiled at her image, noticing the dimples that hovered at the corners of her mouth. Malcolm had teased her about her dimples and often kissed them when he told her how pretty she was.

(Continues...)



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  • Anonymous

    Posted April 11, 2003

    yankee bride/rebel bride

    this book is good, but i didn't enjoy it as other books i hav read. It was so depressing when Rose died, and Bryce and Lee died. I wouldn't request this book to anyone who likes happy endings like me . personall i dont like when they are living a perfect life then they suddenly die

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  • Anonymous

    Posted January 9, 2013

    sounds like a story ive heard before...

    i love this book. its suspensful and romantic and God's grace is evident throughout...but there is just one flaw...the story line is very familiar to gone with the wind. Its almost as if she copied it and changed the names and some of the events and added a lot of God. i liked it, because i love gwtw, but i felt like it was way too similair.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted May 6, 2012

    This was a good read!

    Even though I was not fond of the beginning of this book, I must say I was surprised with the ending in a good way. YES as another has already pointed out there was death..but then again this was a time of war. So death is to be expected. I was so glad to see the change that one womans faith, love and beliefs made in the lives of those around her. I have read this series from the start and now have already started on the next book. Even though it was not a favorite of mine from the ones I have already read, I am glad I took the time to read it instead of skipping over it.. I would have a gapping hole in between as these books seem to go from one generation to the next. I would strongly suggest that anyone who has begun to read this series not skip this one, I am half way through the next book and I'm glad I took the time to read this one.

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