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It
was
Ashley
's
birthday
and
Melanie
was
giving
him
a
surprise
reception
that
night
.
Everyone
knew
about
the
reception
,
except
Ashley
.
Even
Wade
and
little
Beau
knew
and
were
sworn
to
secrecy
that
puffed
them
up
with
pride
.
Everyone
in
Atlanta
who
was
nice
had
been
invited
and
was
coming
.
General
Gordon
and
his
family
had
graciously
accepted
,
Alexander
Stephens
would
be
present
if
his
ever-uncertain
health
permitted
and
even
Bob
Toombs
,
the
stormy
petrel
of
the
Confederacy
,
was
expected
.
All
that
morning
,
Scarlett
,
with
Melanie
,
India
and
Aunt
Pitty
flew
about
the
little
house
,
directing
the
negroes
as
they
hung
freshly
laundered
curtains
,
polished
silver
,
waxed
the
floor
and
cooked
,
stirred
and
tasted
the
refreshments
.
Scarlett
had
never
seen
Melanie
so
excited
or
so
happy
.
"
You
see
,
dear
,
Ashley
has
n't
had
a
birthday
party
since
--
since
,
you
remember
the
barbecue
at
Twelve
Oaks
?
The
day
we
heard
about
Mr.
Lincoln
's
call
for
volunteers
?
Well
,
he
has
n't
had
a
birthday
party
since
then
.
And
he
works
so
hard
and
he
's
so
tired
when
he
gets
home
at
night
that
he
really
has
n't
thought
about
today
being
his
birthday
.
And
wo
n't
he
be
surprised
after
supper
when
everybody
troops
in
!
"
"
How
you
goin
'
to
manage
them
lanterns
on
the
lawn
without
Mr.
Wilkes
seein
'
them
when
he
comes
home
to
supper
?
"
demanded
Archie
grumpily
.
He
had
sat
all
morning
watching
the
preparations
,
interested
but
unwilling
to
admit
it
.
He
had
never
been
behind
the
scenes
at
a
large
town
folks
'
party
and
it
was
a
new
experience
.
He
made
frank
remarks
about
women
running
around
like
the
house
was
afire
,
just
because
they
were
having
company
,
but
wild
horses
could
not
have
dragged
him
from
the
scene
.
The
colored-paper
lanterns
which
Mrs.
Elsing
and
Fanny
had
made
and
painted
for
the
occasion
held
a
special
interest
for
him
,
as
he
had
never
seen
"
sech
contraptions
"
before
.
They
had
been
hidden
in
his
room
in
the
cellar
and
he
had
examined
them
minutely
.
"
Mercy
!
I
had
n't
thought
of
that
!
"
cried
Melanie
.
"
Archie
,
how
fortunate
that
you
mentioned
it
.
Dear
,
dear
!
What
shall
I
do
?
They
've
got
to
be
strung
on
the
bushes
and
trees
and
little
candles
put
in
them
and
lighted
just
at
the
proper
time
when
the
guests
are
arriving
.
Scarlett
,
can
you
send
Pork
down
to
do
it
while
we
're
eating
supper
?
"
"
Miz
Wilkes
,
you
got
more
sense
than
most
women
but
you
gits
flurried
right
easy
,
"
said
Archie
.
"
And
as
for
that
fool
nigger
,
Pork
,
he
ai
n't
got
no
bizness
with
them
thar
contraptions
.
He
'd
set
them
afire
in
no
time
.
They
are
--
right
pretty
,
"
he
conceded
.
"
I
'll
hang
them
for
you
,
whilst
you
and
Mr.
Wilkes
are
eatin
'
.
"
"
Oh
,
Archie
,
how
kind
of
you
!
"
Melanie
turned
childlike
eyes
of
gratitude
and
dependence
upon
him
.
"
I
do
n't
know
what
I
should
do
without
you
.
Do
you
suppose
you
could
go
put
the
candles
in
them
now
,
so
we
'd
have
that
much
out
of
the
way
?
"
"
Well
,
I
could
,
p
'
raps
,
"
said
Archie
ungraciously
and
stumped
off
toward
the
cellar
stairs
.
