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Chapter 18

           Theywavedtheirhandkerchiefsandcriedgaygood-bystohim;butMaybelle,grippingScarlett’sarm,whispered:"Oh,thepoorolddarling!Arealgoodrainstormwilljustaboutfinishhim!Hislumbago"

           UncleHenryHamiltonmarchedintherankbehindGrandpaMerriwether,thecollarofhislongblackcoatturnedupabouthisears,twoMexicanWarpistolsinhisbeltandasmallcarpetbaginhishand.BesidehimmarchedhisblackvaletwhowasnearlyasoldasUncleHenry,withanopenumbrellaheldoverthemboth.Shouldertoshoulderwiththeirelderscametheyoungboys,noneofthemlookingoversixteen.Manyofthemhadrunawayfromschooltojointhearmy,andhereandtherewereclumpsoftheminthecadetuniformsofmilitaryacademies,theblackcockfeathersontheirtightgraycapswetwithrain,thecleanwhitecanvasstrapscrossingtheirchestssodden.PhilMeadewasamongthem,proudlywearinghisdeadbrother’ssaberandhorsepistols,hishatbravelypinnedupononeside.Mrs.MeademanagedtosmileandwaveuntilhehadpassedandthensheleanedherheadonthebackofScarlett’sshoulderforamomentasthoughherstrengthhadsuddenlylefther.

           Manyofthemenweretotallyunarmed,fortheConfederacyhadneitherriflesnorammunitiontoissuetothem.ThesemenhopedtoequipthemselvesfromkilledandcapturedYankees.Manycarriedbowieknivesintheirbootsandboreintheirhandslongthickpoleswithiron-pointedtipsknownas"JoeBrownpikes."

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