She was deemed unfit for marriage.
They said I’d never get married. In four years, twelve men looked at my wheelchair and walked away. But what happened next shocked everyone, including me.
My name is Elellanar Whitmore, and this is the story of how I went from being rejected by society to finding a love so powerful it changed history itself.
Virginia, 1856. I was 22 and considered defective goods. My legs had been useless since I was 8. A horseback riding accident had shattered my spine and trapped me in this mahogany wheelchair my father had commissioned.
But here’s what no one understood. It wasn’t the wheelchair that made me unfit for marriage. It was what it represented. A burden. A woman who couldn’t be with her husband at parties. A person who, presumably, couldn’t have children, couldn’t manage a household, couldn’t fulfill any of the duties expected of a Southern wife.
Twelve marriage proposals arranged by my father. Twelve rejections, each more brutal than the last.
“She can’t walk down the aisle.” “My children need a mother to chase them.” “What’s the point if she can’t have children?” This last rumor, completely false, spread like wildfire through Virginia society. A doctor began speculating on my fertility without even examining me. Suddenly, I wasn’t just disabled. I was defective in every way that mattered to America in 1856.
When William Foster, a fat, drunken fifty-year-old, rejected me despite my father’s offer of a third of our estate’s annual profits, I knew the truth. I would die alone.
But my father had other plans. Plans so radical, so shocking, so completely outside of all social norms that, when he told me, I was certain I’d misunderstood.
“I’m entrusting you to Josiah,” he said. “The blacksmith. He’ll be your husband.”
I stared at my father, Colonel Richard Whitmore, owner of 5,000 acres and 200 enslaved people, certain he had lost his mind.
“Josiah,” I whispered. “Father, Josiah is enslaved.”
“Yes, I know exactly what I’m doing.”
What I didn’t know, what no one could have predicted, was that this desperate solution would turn into the greatest love story I would ever experience.
