Confederacy was convulsed, as if shaken by an earthquake. None
anticipated such a thing, and its fall brought misery to thousands.
The enemy had scarcely taken possession, than Horace Awtry and his
bosom friend, Charles Bell, went to the provost marshal's office and
took the oath of allegiance, after proving, entirely to the
satisfaction of the Yankees, that they were Northern, and had always
been Union men. Mr. Awtry immediately received a commission in the
Federal army, and by his willingness to point out prominent
"secession" men and women, soon ingratiated himself in the favor of
"Beast Butler."

No sooner had he gained the favor of Butler, than his attentions to
Mrs. Wentworth changed to that of unmanly presumption, and at last he
had the baseness to make proposals at once dishonorable to her as a
lady of virtue and position in society, and disgraceful to him as a
man. These propositions were accompanied by a threat to have her
turned out of the house and exiled from New Orleans. With a spirit
worthy of a Southern woman, she indignantly spurned his base offers
and ordered him never to place his feet across the threshold of her
house, at the same time defying to do his worse. He left her,
declaring that she should be turned out of the city, and a few days
after, in proof of his threat, an order was presented to her, signed
by General Butler, commanding her to leave the city.

Her faithful slave, Elsy, shed bitter tears on hearing that her kind
mistress would have to leave New Orleans, and declared that she would
not remain in the city, but would follow her.

"But they will not let you go with me, Elsy," said Mrs. Wentworth.
"You are free now, they say, to do as you like--you are no longer