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Whenever
he
came
to
town
,
there
was
a
feminine
fluttering
.
Not
only
did
the
romantic
aura
of
the
dashing
blockader
hang
about
him
but
there
was
also
the
titillating
element
of
the
wicked
and
the
forbidden
.
He
had
such
a
bad
reputation
!
And
every
time
the
matrons
of
Atlanta
gathered
together
to
gossip
,
his
reputation
grew
worse
,
which
only
made
him
all
the
more
glamorous
to
the
young
girls
.
As
most
of
them
were
quite
innocent
,
they
had
heard
little
more
than
that
he
was
"
quite
loose
with
women
"
--
and
exactly
how
a
man
went
about
the
business
of
being
"
loose
"
they
did
not
know
.
They
also
heard
whispers
that
no
girl
was
safe
with
him
.
With
such
a
reputation
,
it
was
strange
that
he
had
never
so
much
as
kissed
the
hand
of
an
unmarried
girl
since
he
first
appeared
in
Atlanta
.
But
that
only
served
to
make
him
more
mysterious
and
more
exciting
.
Outside
of
the
army
heroes
,
he
was
the
most
talked-about
man
in
Atlanta
.
Everyone
knew
in
detail
how
he
had
been
expelled
from
West
Point
for
drunkenness
and
"
something
about
women
.
"
That
terrific
scandal
concerning
the
Charleston
girl
he
had
compromised
and
the
brother
he
had
killed
was
public
property
.
Correspondence
with
Charleston
friends
elicited
the
further
information
that
his
father
,
a
charming
old
gentleman
with
an
iron
will
and
a
ramrod
for
a
backbone
,
had
cast
him
out
without
a
penny
when
he
was
twenty
and
even
stricken
his
name
from
the
family
Bible
.
After
that
he
had
wandered
to
California
in
the
gold
rush
of
1849
and
thence
to
South
America
and
Cuba
,
and
the
reports
of
his
activities
in
these
parts
were
none
too
savory
.
Scrapes
about
women
,
several
shootings
,
gun
running
to
the
revolutionists
in
Central
America
and
,
worst
of
all
,
professional
gambling
were
included
in
his
career
,
as
Atlanta
heard
it
.
There
was
hardly
a
family
in
Georgia
who
could
not
own
to
their
sorrow
at
least
one
male
member
or
relative
who
gambled
,
losing
money
,
houses
,
land
and
slaves
.
But
that
was
different
.
A
man
could
gamble
himself
to
poverty
and
still
be
a
gentleman
,
but
a
professional
gambler
could
never
be
anything
but
an
outcast
.
Had
it
not
been
for
the
upset
conditions
due
to
the
war
and
his
own
services
to
the
Confederate
government
,
Rhett
Butler
would
never
have
been
received
in
Atlanta
.
But
now
,
even
the
most
strait
laced
felt
that
patriotism
called
upon
them
to
be
more
broad
minded
.
The
more
sentimental
were
inclined
to
view
that
the
black
sheep
of
the
Butler
family
had
repented
of
his
evil
ways
and
was
making
an
attempt
to
atone
for
his
sins
.
So
the
ladies
felt
in
duty
bound
to
stretch
a
point
,
especially
in
the
case
of
so
intrepid
a
blockader
.
Everyone
knew
now
that
the
fate
of
the
Confederacy
rested
as
much
upon
the
skill
of
the
blockade
boats
in
eluding
the
Yankee
fleet
as
it
did
upon
the
soldiers
at
the
front
.
Rumor
had
it
that
Captain
Butler
was
one
of
the
best
pilots
in
the
South
and
that
he
was
reckless
and
utterly
without
nerves
.
Reared
in
Charleston
,
he
knew
every
inlet
,
creek
,
shoal
and
rock
of
the
Carolina
coast
near
that
port
,
and
he
was
equally
at
home
in
the
waters
around
Wilmington
.
He
had
never
lost
a
boat
or
even
been
forced
to
dump
a
cargo
.
At
the
onset
of
the
war
,
he
had
emerged
from
obscurity
with
enough
money
to
buy
a
small
swift
boat
and
now
,
when
blockaded
goods
realized
two
thousand
per
cent
on
each
cargo
,
he
owned
four
boats
.
He
had
good
pilots
and
paid
them
well
,
and
they
slid
out
of
Charleston
and
Wilmington
on
dark
nights
,
bearing
cotton
for
Nassau
,
England
and
Canada
.
The
cotton
mills
of
England
were
standing
idle
and
the
workers
were
starving
,
and
any
blockader
who
could
outwit
the
Yankee
fleet
could
command
his
own
price
in
Liverpool
.
Rhett
's
boats
were
singularly
lucky
both
in
taking
out
cotton
for
the
Confederacy
and
bringing
in
the
war
materials
for
which
the
South
was
desperate
.
Yes
,
the
ladies
felt
they
could
forgive
and
forget
a
great
many
things
for
such
a
brave
man
.
He
was
a
dashing
figure
and
one
that
people
turned
to
look
at
.
He
spent
money
freely
,
rode
a
wild
black
stallion
,
and
wore
clothes
which
were
always
the
height
of
style
and
tailoring
.
The
latter
in
itself
was
enough
to
attract
attention
to
him
,
for
the
uniforms
of
the
soldiers
were
dingy
and
worn
now
and
the
civilians
,
even
when
turned
out
in
their
best
,
showed
skillful
patching
and
darning
.
Scarlett
thought
she
had
never
seen
such
elegant
pants
as
he
wore
,
fawn
colored
,
shepherd
's
plaid
,
and
checked
.
As
for
his
waistcoats
,
they
were
indescribably
handsome
,
especially
the
white
watered-silk
one
with
tiny
pink
rosebuds
embroidered
on
it
.
And
he
wore
these
garments
with
a
still
more
elegant
air
as
though
unaware
of
their
glory
.
There
were
few
ladies
who
could
resist
his
charms
when
he
chose
to
exert
them
,
and
finally
even
Mrs.
Merriwether
unbent
and
invited
him
to
Sunday
dinner
.
Maybelle
Merriwether
was
to
marry
her
little
Zouave
when
he
got
his
next
furlough
,
and
she
cried
every
time
she
thought
of
it
,
for
she
had
set
her
heart
on
marrying
in
a
white
satin
dress
and
there
was
no
white
satin
in
the
Confederacy
.
Nor
could
she
borrow
a
dress
,
for
the
satin
wedding
dresses
of
years
past
had
all
gone
into
the
making
of
battle
flags
.
Useless
for
the
patriotic
Mrs.
Merriwether
to
upbraid
her
daughter
and
point
out
that
homespun
was
the
proper
bridal
attire
for
a
Confederate
bride
.
Maybelle
wanted
satin
.
She
was
willing
,
even
proud
to
go
without
hairpins
and
buttons
and
nice
shoes
and
candy
and
tea
for
the
sake
of
the
Cause
,
but
she
wanted
a
satin
wedding
dress
.
Rhett
,
hearing
of
this
from
Melanie
,
brought
in
from
England
yards
and
yards
of
gleaming
white
satin
and
a
lace
veil
and
presented
them
to
her
as
a
wedding
gift
.
He
did
it
in
such
a
way
that
it
was
unthinkable
to
even
mention
paying
him
for
them
,
and
Maybelle
was
so
delighted
she
almost
kissed
him
.
Mrs.
Merriwether
knew
that
so
expensive
a
gift
--
and
a
gift
of
clothing
at
that
--
was
highly
improper
,
but
she
could
think
of
no
way
of
refusing
when
Rhett
told
her
in
the
most
florid
language
that
nothing
was
too
good
to
deck
the
bride
of
one
of
our
brave
heroes
.
So
Mrs.
Merriwether
invited
him
to
dinner
,
feeling
that
this
concession
more
than
paid
for
the
gift
.
