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"
Sir
,
"
said
Mrs.
Meade
indignantly
.
"
There
are
no
deserters
in
the
Confederate
army
.
"
"
I
beg
your
pardon
,
"
said
Rhett
with
mock
humility
.
"
I
meant
those
thousands
on
furlough
who
forgot
to
rejoin
their
regiments
and
those
who
have
been
over
their
wounds
for
six
months
but
who
remain
at
home
,
going
about
their
usual
business
or
doing
the
spring
plowing
.
"
His
eyes
gleamed
and
Mrs.
Meade
bit
her
lip
in
a
huff
.
Scarlett
wanted
to
giggle
at
her
discomfiture
,
for
Rhett
had
caught
her
fairly
.
There
were
hundreds
of
men
skulking
in
the
swamps
and
the
mountains
,
defying
the
provost
guard
to
drag
them
back
to
the
army
.
They
were
the
ones
who
declared
it
was
a
"
rich
man
's
war
and
a
poor
man
's
fight
"
and
they
had
had
enough
of
it
.
But
outnumbering
these
by
far
were
men
who
,
though
carried
on
company
rolls
as
deserters
,
had
no
intention
of
deserting
permanently
.
They
were
the
ones
who
had
waited
three
years
in
vain
for
furloughs
and
while
they
waited
received
ill-spelled
letters
from
home
:
"
We
air
hungry
"
"
There
wo
n't
be
no
crop
this
year
--
there
ai
n't
nobody
to
plow
.
"
"
We
air
hungry
.
"
"
The
commissary
took
the
shoats
,
and
we
ai
n't
had
no
money
from
you
in
months
.
We
air
livin
'
on
dried
peas
.
"
Always
the
rising
chorus
swelled
:
"
We
are
hungry
,
your
wife
,
your
babies
,
your
parents
.
When
will
it
be
over
?
When
will
you
come
home
?
We
are
hungry
,
hungry
.
"
When
furloughs
from
the
rapidly
thinning
army
were
denied
,
these
soldiers
went
home
without
them
,
to
plow
their
land
and
plant
their
crops
,
repair
their
houses
and
build
up
their
fences
.
When
regimental
officers
,
understanding
the
situation
,
saw
a
hard
fight
ahead
,
they
wrote
these
men
,
telling
them
to
rejoin
their
companies
and
no
questions
would
be
asked
.
Usually
the
men
returned
when
they
saw
that
hunger
at
home
would
be
held
at
bay
for
a
few
months
longer
.
"
Plow
furloughs
"
were
not
looked
upon
in
the
same
light
as
desertion
in
the
face
of
the
enemy
,
but
they
weakened
the
army
just
the
same
.
Dr.
Meade
hastily
bridged
over
the
uncomfortable
pause
,
his
voice
cold
:
"
Captain
Butler
,
the
numerical
difference
between
our
troops
and
those
of
the
Yankees
has
never
mattered
.
One
Confederate
is
worth
a
dozen
Yankees
.
"
The
ladies
nodded
.
Everyone
knew
that
.
"
That
was
true
at
the
first
of
the
war
,
"
said
Rhett
.
"
Perhaps
it
's
still
true
,
provided
the
Confederate
soldier
has
bullets
for
his
gun
and
shoes
on
his
feet
and
food
in
his
stomach
.
Eh
,
Captain
Ashburn
?
"
His
voice
was
still
soft
and
filled
with
specious
humility
.
Carey
Ashburn
looked
unhappy
,
for
it
was
obvious
that
he
,
too
,
disliked
Rhett
intensely
.
He
gladly
would
have
sided
with
the
doctor
but
he
could
not
lie
.
The
reason
he
had
applied
for
transfer
to
the
front
,
despite
his
useless
arm
,
was
that
he
realized
,
as
the
civilian
population
did
not
,
the
seriousness
of
the
situation
.
There
were
many
other
men
,
stumping
on
wooden
pegs
,
blind
in
one
eye
,
fingers
blown
away
,
one
arm
gone
,
who
were
quietly
transferring
from
the
commissariat
,
hospital
duties
,
mail
and
railroad
service
back
to
their
old
fighting
units
.
They
knew
Old
Joe
needed
every
man
.
