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Yankee
families
of
wealth
sent
young
sons
to
the
South
to
pioneer
on
the
new
frontier
,
and
Yankee
officers
after
their
discharge
took
up
permanent
residence
in
the
town
they
had
fought
so
hard
to
capture
.
At
first
,
strangers
in
a
strange
town
,
they
were
glad
to
accept
invitations
to
the
lavish
entertainments
of
the
wealthy
and
hospitable
Mrs.
Butler
,
but
they
soon
drifted
out
of
her
set
.
They
were
good
people
and
they
needed
only
a
short
acquaintance
with
Carpetbaggers
and
Carpetbag
rule
to
become
as
resentful
of
them
as
the
native
Georgians
were
.
Many
became
Democrats
and
more
Southern
than
the
Southerners
.
Other
misfits
in
Scarlett
's
circle
remained
there
only
because
they
were
not
welcome
elsewhere
.
They
would
have
much
preferred
the
quiet
parlors
of
the
Old
Guard
,
but
the
Old
Guard
would
have
none
of
them
.
Among
these
were
the
Yankee
schoolmarms
who
had
come
South
imbued
with
the
desire
to
uplift
the
Negro
and
the
Scallawags
who
had
been
born
good
Democrats
but
had
turned
Republican
after
the
surrender
.
It
was
hard
to
say
which
class
was
more
cordially
hated
by
the
settled
citizenry
,
the
impractical
Yankee
schoolmarms
or
the
Scallawags
,
but
the
balance
probably
fell
with
the
latter
.
The
schoolmarms
could
be
dismissed
with
,
"
Well
,
what
can
you
expect
of
nigger-loving
Yankees
?
Of
course
they
think
the
nigger
is
just
as
good
as
they
are
!
"
But
for
those
Georgians
who
had
turned
Republican
for
personal
gain
,
there
was
no
excuse
.
"
Starving
is
good
enough
for
us
.
It
ought
to
be
good
enough
for
you
,
"
was
the
way
the
Old
Guard
felt
.
Many
ex-Confederate
soldiers
,
knowing
the
frantic
fear
of
men
who
saw
their
families
in
want
,
were
more
tolerant
of
former
comrades
who
had
changed
political
colors
in
order
that
their
families
might
eat
.
But
not
the
women
of
the
Old
Guard
,
and
the
women
were
the
implacable
and
inflexible
power
behind
the
social
throne
.
The
Lost
Cause
was
stronger
,
dearer
now
in
their
hearts
than
it
had
ever
been
at
the
height
of
its
glory
.
It
was
a
fetish
now
.
Everything
about
it
was
sacred
,
the
graves
of
the
men
who
had
died
for
it
,
the
battle
fields
,
the
torn
flags
,
the
crossed
sabres
in
their
halls
,
the
fading
letters
from
the
front
,
the
veterans
.
These
women
gave
no
aid
,
comfort
or
quarter
to
the
late
enemy
,
and
now
Scarlett
was
numbered
among
the
enemy
.
In
this
mongrel
society
thrown
together
by
the
exigencies
of
the
political
situation
,
there
was
but
one
thing
in
common
.
That
was
money
.
As
most
of
them
had
never
had
twenty-five
dollars
at
one
time
in
their
whole
lives
,
previous
to
the
war
,
they
were
now
embarked
on
an
orgy
of
spending
such
as
Atlanta
had
never
seen
before
.
With
the
Republicans
in
the
political
saddle
the
town
entered
into
an
era
of
waste
and
ostentation
,
with
the
trappings
of
refinement
thinly
veneering
the
vice
and
vulgarity
beneath
.
Never
before
had
the
cleavage
of
the
very
rich
and
the
very
poor
been
so
marked
.
Those
on
top
took
no
thought
for
those
less
fortunate
.
Except
for
the
negroes
,
of
course
.
They
must
have
the
very
best
.
The
best
of
schools
and
lodgings
and
clothes
and
amusements
,
for
they
were
the
power
in
politics
and
every
negro
vote
counted
.
But
as
for
the
recently
impoverished
Atlanta
people
,
they
could
starve
and
drop
in
the
streets
for
all
the
newly
rich
Republicans
cared
.
On
the
crest
of
this
wave
of
vulgarity
,
Scarlett
rode
triumphantly
,
newly
a
bride
,
dashingly
pretty
in
her
fine
clothes
,
with
Rhett
's
money
solidly
behind
her
.
It
was
an
era
that
suited
her
,
crude
,
garish
,
showy
,
full
of
over-dressed
women
,
over-furnished
houses
,
too
many
jewels
,
too
many
horses
,
too
much
food
,
too
much
whisky
.
When
Scarlett
infrequently
stopped
to
think
about
the
matter
she
knew
that
none
of
her
new
associates
could
be
called
ladies
by
Ellen
's
strict
standards
.
But
she
had
broken
with
Ellen
's
standards
too
many
times
since
that
far-away
day
when
she
stood
in
the
parlor
at
Tara
and
decided
to
be
Rhett
's
mistress
,
and
she
did
not
often
feel
the
bite
of
conscience
now
.
Perhaps
these
new
friends
were
not
,
strictly
speaking
,
ladies
and
gentlemen
but
like
Rhett
's
New
Orleans
friends
,
they
were
so
much
fun
!
So
very
much
more
fun
than
the
subdued
,
churchgoing
,
Shakespeare-reading
friends
of
her
earlier
Atlanta
days
.
And
,
except
for
her
brief
honeymoon
interlude
,
she
had
not
had
fun
in
so
long
.
Nor
had
she
had
any
sense
of
security
.
Now
secure
,
she
wanted
to
dance
,
to
play
,
to
riot
,
to
gorge
on
foods
and
fine
wine
,
to
deck
herself
in
silks
and
satins
,
to
wallow
on
soft
feather
beds
and
fine
upholstery
.
And
she
did
all
these
things
.
