Until Rhett was back in Atlanta and the ring on her finger she told no one,not even her family,of her intentions,and when she did announce her engagement a storm of bitter gossip broke out.Since the Klan affair Rhett and Scarlett had been,with the exception of the Yankees and Carpetbaggers,the town's most unpopular citizens.Everyone had disapproved of Scarlett since the far-away day when she abandoned the weeds worn for Charlie Hamilton.Their disapproval had grown stronger because of her unwomanly conduct in the matter of the mills,her immodesty in showing herself when she was pregnant and so many other things.But when she brought about the death of Frank and Tommy and jeopardized the lives of a dozen other men,their dislike flamed into public condemnation.
As for Rhett,he had enjoyed the town's hatred since his speculations during the war and he had not further endeared himself to his fellow citizens by his alliances with the Republicans since then.But,oddly enough,the fact that he had saved the lives of some of Atlanta's most prominent men was what aroused the hottest hate of Atlanta's ladies.
It was not that they regretted their men were still alive.It was that they bitterly resented owing the men's lives to such a man as Rhett and to such an embarrassing trick.For months they had writhed under Yankee laughter and scorn,and the ladies felt and said that if Rhett really had the good of the Klan at heart he would have managed the affair in a more seemly fashion.They said he had deliberately dragged in Belle Watling to put the nice people of the town in a disgraceful position.And so he deserved neither thanks for rescuing the men nor forgiveness for his past sins.
These women,so swift to kindness,so tender to the sorrowing,so untiring in times of stress,could be as implacable as furies to any renegade who broke one small law of their unwritten code.This code was simple.Reverence for the Confederacy,honor to the veterans,loyalty to old forms,pride in poverty,open hands to friends and undying hatred to Yankees.Between them,Scarlett and Rhett had outraged every tenet of this code.
The men whose lives Rhett had saved attempted,out of decency and a sense of gratitude,to keep their women silent but they had little success.Before the announcement of their coming marriage,the two had been unpopular enough but people could still be polite to them in a formal way.Now even that cold courtesy was no longer possible.The news of their engagement came like an explosion,unexpected and shattering,rocking the town,and even the mildest-mannered women spoke their minds heatedly.Marrying barely a year after Frank's death and she had killed him!And marrying that Butler man who owned a brothel and who was in with the Yankees and Carpetbaggers in all kinds of thieving schemes!Separately,the two of them could be endured,but the brazen combination of Scarlett and Rhett was too much to be borne.Common and vile,both of them!They ought to be run out of town!
Atlanta might perhaps have been more tolerant toward the two if the news of their engagement had not come at a time when Rhett's Carpetbagger and Scallawag cronies were more odious in the sight of respectable citizens than they had ever been before.Public feeling against the Yankees and all their allies was at fever heat at the very time when the town learned of the engagement,for the last citadel of Georgia's resistance to Yankee rule had just fallen.The long campaign which had begun when Sherman moved southward from above Dalton,four years before,had finally reached its climax,and the state's humiliation was complete.
Three years of Reconstruction had passed and they had been three years of terrorism.Everyone had thought that conditions were already as bad as they could ever be.But now Georgia was discovering that Reconstruction at its worst had just begun.
For three years the Federal government had been trying to impose alien ideas and an alien rule upon Georgia and,with an army to enforce its commands,it had largely succeeded.But only the power of the military upheld the new regime.The state was under the Yankee rule but not by the state's consent.Georgia's leaders had kept on battling for the state's right to govern itself according to its own ideas.They had continued resisting all efforts to force them to bow down and accept the dictates of Washington as their own state law.
Officially,Georgia's government had never capitulated but it had been a futile fight,an ever-losing fight.It was a fight that could not win but it had,at least,postponed the inevitable.Already many other Southern states had illiterate negroes in high public office and legislatures dominated by negroes and Carpetbaggers.But Georgia,by its stubborn resistance,had so far escaped this final degradation.For the greater part of three years,the state's capital had remained in the control of white men and Democrats.With Yankee soldiers everywhere,the state officials could do little but protest and resist.Their power was nominal but they had at least been able to keep the state government in the hands of native Georgians.Now even that last stronghold had fallen.
Just as Johnston and his men had been driven back step by step from Dalton to Atlanta,four years before,so had the Georgia Democrats been driven back little by little,from 1865on.The power of the Federal government over the state's affairs and the lives of its citizens had been steadily made greater and greater.Force had been piled on top of force and military edicts in increasing numbers had rendered the civil authority more and more impotent.Finally,with Georgia in the status of a military province,the polls had been ordered thrown open to the negroes,whether the state's laws permitted it or not.
