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A Tale of a Southern Belle

12/30/2013

 
PictureRandy Godwin
Once Upon a History is pleased to present another guest story from author Randy Godwin. Randy has a way with his imitable writing style and use of historical vernacular that is unique. He brings a reader right into the woven tale. In this case the Southern Belle weaves a tale experienced by so many thousands of other Southern women in that cruel war fought so long ago between Americans.

I hope you enjoy this piece  as much as I did on first reading it. Randy's excellent site can be found on Randy Godwin @ HubPages.

Life Before the War

PicturePrecocious child
" Looking back now, I wondah just what I was thinkin' befoah the woah.  I suppose I was just a spoiled rotten brat, throwin' my temper tantrums anytime I didn't get my way about somethin'.  But Papa always made sure the slave jumped to when I asked for anything, whether I really needed it or not.  Papa wanted me to  understand what a huge responsibility it was runnin'  Spring Knoll Plantation I suppose.  He was sorta tough like that, Pap was.  I adored him so."

"Melinda McCall, he would sternly say, you got to keep these darkies in their place or otherwise they'll get so uppity they won't do nothin' you tell 'em to.  And I did too, keep them in their places, I mean.  It was the way of the world then down here in Georgia.  We had no reason to think otherwise at the time, as this way of life was all we knew until the War of Northern Aggression changed everything once and for all."

Picture
Papa and Mamma
"Back then life was beautiful and easy for someone in my position.  Papa and Mamma made sure I was raised right-in their estimation of course-and so were my friends, other members of the southern aristocracy no doubt, as we tended to mingle with our own kind.  There's somethin' in the Bible 'bout that,  Papa said.  And Papa was always right.  At least befoah the woah."

"The woah changed everything, of course.    At first it was simply a glorious adventure, a chance to show them Yankees what chivalry and honah was all about.  There were  fabulous balls held to raise money for the cause.  Me and  many of my girl friends -Sadie and Rachel Brown were my tow closest confidantes-danced till dawn sometimes, our bright dresses  twirlin' round, and we'd be completely worn out when the sun rose, all for the almighty cause.  It was the least we could do."


"What?  Sounds like a party?  Well,  let me tell you, my feet hurt so bad I had to go right home and have Cassie and Mimah-they was my own private dressin' slaves--draw me a hot bath and rub my feet with warm oil till I was relaxed enough to finally get some sleep.  Yes, it was a tough time for me.  It got worse befoah long though.  It seemed at first Marse Robert and Stonewall would make short shrift of the Blue Boys, would end the silly woah and let us get back to living fine as we did befoah.  It had to end soon we all said to each other.  Many times."
PictureSouthern Belle
"And oh my lordy me, I had a fine beau at the time.  Auburn hair, blue eyed and a fine young man who favored me as well.  He lived in the next county over, across the river, where his father owned three thousand acres of fine cotton land.  No-not as much as Papa, but still, quite a fine plantation.   He would ride over every few days during the early stages of the woah.  Who was he?  Oh, I'm sorry, Jeffry Burton was his name.  Any of the girls around here could have told you that and would almost swoon while utterin' the words.  He was that good lookin'.  But he didn't pay no attention to those other silly thangs, because he was in love with me."


I know what you're thinkin' now.  I ain't dumb.  I used to be beautiful, believe it or not.  I had some pictures made one time by a travelin' photographer.  I wisht I still had them.  But as I was sayin', Jeffry only had eyes for me and we planned on marryin' when he come back from the woah.  Except he didn't- come back from the woah, that is.  It was only a month since we had kissed goodbye when he died on the battlefield.  I saw his name on the list.  I tell you, it was almost as if my name was on there too."


"While I was grievin' foah Jeffry, not knowin what day it was or where I was most of the time, Papa went off to the woah too.  I didn't know it though, I was that heartbroken and alone.  By the time I was able to cope again, Papa was gone off the fight the Yankees too.  I was a lost  soul after that  A lost, soul if there ever was one.  But as you can see, I survived.  There were many much worse off than me.  I just kept tellin' myself that, anyways."


"Morgan Riley was Jeffry's best friend during the woah, was with him when it happened.  I had given Jeffry a new outfit to wear when he left for battle.  I bought the softest and finest dove gray cloth I could find and had my seamstresses on the plantation sew him a masterpiece.  When he first tried it on even the slave girls had to sigh.Of course...so did I.  My heart still skips a beat when I remember how really fine he looked in that uniform.  Like it's doing right this moment.  Don't never let them tell you an old woman doesn't  still have feelin's for her first beau, or her only beau in my case. Don't ever believe that at all."


"I told you he had auburn hair, didn't I?  Long, almost to his shoulders it was.  With his black knee high boots and seated on his favorite red horse-to match his hair I always teased him-- he looked more than handsome through my tears  when he rode away.  I cannot imagine him as they say he died.  I hope it wasn't true what Morgan said.  I never asked him personally if it was.  I prefer to think it a rumor and always will."


After The War

"What's that you said, Missy?  Oh, I didn't never tell you, did I?  Grape shot, Morgan told my brother.  Said Jeffry's head was almost gone after it hit him.  But I didn't believe that tale, no ma'am.  No, it was a clean shot through his heart that killed him I'll always believe.  Through mine too it was.  I never  found another man who I loved like I did  Jeffry.  There were no more young men like him after the woah, I suppose they all died.  Anyway, you asked me why I never married when Papa lost everything.  Now you know."

"I was broke after the woah.  Nowhere to go and no one to love me anymore.  And the men who came back were  all shot up, missing arms and legs, some without all their faces.  No, compared to Jeffry they were no match for  
 my memories of love, nothing to catch my fancy at all.  That's why now I teach young girls how to be ladies, how to act around the young and older men, how to find their own Jeffry I suppose.  But that's fine with me.  I've nothing else to do with my life now."


PictureSpring Know Plantation
"So you see, I know exactly how sore your feet are after the dance last night.  Here let me draw you a hot bath and I'll warm some oil for your feet.  And while you're driftn' off to sleep, I'll tell you about when the Yankees burned Spring Knoll to the ground.  I wish't I still had those pictures of me in my ball gown, but they were in the house when they burned it up.  There was one of Jeffry and me together and he was lookin' into my eyes real intense like.  Course they was black and white pictures and you couldn't tell how beautiful his hair really was, but still..."

Phyllis Doyle link
12/31/2013 12:59:20 pm

I really enjoyed reading this article, Randy. I suppose their were a lot of southern belles whose life was drastically changed by the war. You wrote a good story.

Janice
1/1/2014 08:29:17 pm

Randy, you did a great job telling the story of the heartbroken Southern Belle. I like the way you ended it with her working with young girls, teaching them how to be the "perfect" Southern Belle.

Randy Godwin
1/2/2014 04:49:13 am

Thank you so much for your take on the Civil War from a Belle's perspective, Phyllis. I think there were many such heart-broken lasses whose lives changed so drastically after this cruel conflict ended.

I really appreciate your taking the time comment on this one. :)

Randy Godwin
1/2/2014 04:54:16 am

I'm very pleased you enjoyed the way I ended this tale of broken dreams and shattered futures for both hero and heroine alike, Janice. I just realized I had some typos in this tale but will get Alastar/Dane to see about fixing them for me. Thanks again for your insight! :)

Dane
1/2/2014 08:32:48 am

Apologize for that , Randy. I read it again with pleasure and corrected some things caused by this laptop which skips some. Missed the typos so will try to correct them right now. This happens some on my own stories - I think all is right but sure enough find typos later on lol! The ones you see were surely my fault made while transcribing. Thank you my friend.

Phyllis Doyle Burns link
1/2/2014 10:25:18 am

You know, Randy -- I just had to come back and read about this Southern Belle again, because I enjoyed it so much. When I was 18, I spent some hard-earned money to buy the book "Gone With The Wind", and read it at least once a year. I was so much in love with the story and the characters. When the movie came out, I was thrilled and have watched that so many times I practically know the whole story by heart.

There are not many stories other than GWTH that see the Civil War from a woman's point of view, so yours is very refreshing and unique. I will probably be back to read it again, I am sure.

Phyllis Doyle Burns link
1/2/2014 11:19:45 am

You know, Randy -- I just had to come back and read about this Southern Belle again, because I enjoyed it so much. When I was 18, I spent some hard-earned money to buy the book "Gone With The Wind", and read it at least once a year. I was so much in love with the story and the characters. When the movie came out, I was thrilled and have watched that so many times I practically know the whole story by heart.

There are not many stories other than GWTH that see the Civil War from a woman's point of view, so yours is very refreshing and unique. I will probably be back to read it again, I am sure.

Randy Godwin
1/2/2014 01:35:07 pm

Whew Dane, I thought perhaps I had sent you a rough draft of the tale instead of an edited version! lol! Not that ever I catch all of my typos and grammatical mistakes in the first place. Thanks for the trouble you take making this a very interesting site. I think Christy has a job for you and the other Hubbers who complied the e-book mentioned in my interview with you. Sometimes a plug is warth a good chaw. :)

Randy Godwin
1/2/2014 01:50:47 pm

Phyllis--My mother loved both the book and movie GWTW and as a child remember going to see the wonderful old film every 3 or 4 years when it came to the area. (my father would usually nod off until it was over, it seems)

You see, my Mother's grandfather was an overseer on a large cotton plantation in Middle Georgia shortly before the start of the Civil War. My Mother's grandmother--a spoiled rotten headstrong girl who was a daughter of the plantation owner, managed to catch the attention of my great-grandfather and caused quite a stir in genteel society. Needless to say, the whole story will come out at some time in the near future. Thanks again, Phyllis! :)


Kip Kinisky link
1/23/2014 04:39:12 pm

A fantastic read! The imagery and the honesty presented from the belle's point of view before the "whoah" is rebelicious! I love how she kept her darkies in place and even had slaves rub her feet after a ball! I imagine if Gone with the Wind had spent more time at 12 Oaks before the gents were called to war, we'd seen much more opulence and at the southern aristocracy at play on a personal level with interactions between southern belles in huge billowing skirts and their lowly house slaves in drab. Excellent post!

Randy Godwin
1/24/2014 08:43:51 am

Thanks for your great comments, Kip. I'm pleased you appreciated the Belle's honesty and perhaps, her naivety as well. This was a particularly interesting part of the Old South's history and I enjoy writing about it. Thanks again for your time. :)

Cynthia Marsh link
3/19/2014 08:11:21 pm

Very sad story Randy. I think the thing about history is there are no real 'baddies' in a sense - everyone has their story. Those girls were brought up the way they were and no doubt just accepted it as normal and were as much victims of the war as their menfolk who got killed. When will we ever truly learn to live in peace and respect for all?

Randy Godwin
3/27/2014 01:43:29 pm

Hello Cynthia, long time no see. Yes, this was a war with no real winners after all was said and done. Innocence was lost by several different classes of people, both in the North and South.

Thanks so much for your always welcome input.

Rany

alastar link
3/21/2014 12:00:32 pm

Howdy, Cynthia.
When I was thinking on this one it seemed a demanding situation to come up with the right thing to say with all the variables; but you've answered it with aplomb. Gone With the Wind is sometimes seen as a CW soap-opera extraordinaire but there are many truths in it nevertheless. You last sentiment is shared here my friend, and that day will finally come when humanity on this world makes the right choices and takes responsibility for its actions.


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