“I am the Resurrection and the Life ...and whosoever ...believeth in Me shall never die.”
It did not come back to him readily and he spoke slowly,occasionally falling silent for a space as he waited for phrases to rise from his memory.But this measured delivery made his words more impressive,and mourners who had been dry-eyed before began now to reach for handkerchiefs.Sturdy Baptists and Methodists all,they thought it the Catholic ceremony and immediately rearranged their first opinion that the Catholic services were cold and Popish.Scarlett and Suellen were equally ignorant and thought the words comforting and beautiful.Only Melanie and Carreen realized that a devoutly Catholic Irishman was being laid to rest by the Church of England's service.And Carreen was too stunned by grief and her hurt at Ashley's treachery to interfere.
When he had finished,Ashley opened wide his sad gray eyes and looked about the crowd.After a pause,his eyes caught those of Will and he said:“Is there anyone present who would like to say a word?”
Mrs.Tarleton twitched nervously but before she could act,Will stumped forward and standing at the head of the coffin began to speak.
“Friends,”he began in his flat pale voice,“maybe you think I'm gettin'above myself,speakin'first—me who never knew Mr.O'Hara till 'bout a year ago when you all have known him twenty years or more.But this here is my excuse.If he'd lived a month or so longer,I'd have had the right to call him Pa.”
A startled ripple went over the crowd.They were too well bred to whisper but they shifted on their feet and stared at Carreen's bowed head.Everyone knew his dumb devotion to her.Seeing the direction in which all eyes were cast,Will went on as if he had taken no note.
“So bein'as how I'm to marry Miss Suellen as soon as the priest comes down from Atlanta,I thought maybe that gives me the right to speak first.”
The last part of his speech was lost in a faint sibilant buzz that went through the gathering,an angry beelike buzz.There were indignation and disappointment in the sound.Everyone liked Will,everyone respected him for what he had done for Tara.Everyone knew his affections lay with Carreen,so the news that he was to marry the neighborhood pariah instead sat ill upon them.Good old Will marrying that nasty,sneaking little Suellen O'Hara!
For a moment the air was tense.Mrs.Tarleton's eyes began to snap and her lips to shape soundless words.In the silence,old man McRae's high voice could be heard imploring his grandson to tell him what had been said.Will faced them all,still mild of face,but there was something in his pale blue eyes which dared them to say one word about his future wife.For a moment the balance hung between the honest affection everyone had for Will and their contempt for Suellen.And Will won.He continued as if his pause had been a natural one.
“I never knew Mr.O'Hara in his prime like you all done.All I knew personally was a fine old gentleman who was a mite addled.But I've heard tell from you all 'bout what he used to be like.And I want to say this.He was a fightin'Irishman and a Southern gentleman and as loyal a Confederate as ever lived.You can't get no better combination than that.And we ain't likely to see many more like him,because the times that bred men like him are as dead as he is.He was born in a furrin country but the man we're buryin'here today was more of a Georgian than any of us mournin'him.He lived our life,he loved our land and,when you come right down to it,he died for our Cause,same as the soldiers did.He was one of us and he had our good points and our bad points and he had our strength and he had our failin's.He had our good points in that couldn't nothin'stop him when his mind was made up and he warn't scared of nothin'that walked in shoe leather.There warn't nothin'that come to him from the outside that could lick him.
“He warn't scared of the English government when they wanted to hang him.He just lit out and left home.And when he come to this country and was pore,that didn't scare him a mite neither.He went to work and he made his money.And he warn't scared to tackle this section when it was part wild and the Injuns had just been run out of it.He made a big plantation out of a wilderness.And when the war come on and his money begun to go,he warn't scared to be pore again.And when the Yankees come through Tara and might of burnt him out or killed him,he warn't fazed a bit and he warn't licked neither.He just planted his front feet and stood his ground.That's why I say he had our good points.There ain't nothin'from the outside can lick any of us.
“But he had our failin's too,'cause he could be licked from the inside.I mean to say that what the whole world couldn't do,his own heart could.When Mrs.O'Hara died,his heart died too and he was licked.And what we seen walking 'round here warn't him.”
Will paused and his eyes went quietly around the circle of faces.The crowd stood in the hot sun as if enchanted to the ground and whatever wrath they had felt for Suellen was forgotten.Will's eyes rested for a moment on Scarlett and they crinkled slightly at the corners as if he were inwardly smiling comfort to her.Scarlett,who had been fighting back rising tears,did feel comforted.Will was talking common sense instead of a lot of tootle about reunions in another and better world and submitting her will to God's.And Scarlett had always found strength and comfort in common sense.
