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- ==■ —~_^ ===x . _ l— »• >*•»>»■""th in77»n«as?a| pr~-®*7T73 i '» R 41080™®t’ ■ ■ ffl 6 VIEW OF KENNESAW /KOVNTAIN- ®\S) ' : ‘ DEPO T '- BREW.TTER.- <r? Vol. 11. Planting the Guns on Kennesaw. [During the fighting around Marietta, Ga., between .Johnston’s and Sherman’s ar mies in June, 1864, Kennesaw Mountain was the key to the Confederate line. Its “wood-covered sides, breaking down into deep ravines, made an impregnable military position.” The road leading to the crest of Little Kennesaw being difficult of ascent, and exposed to the enemy’s fire, the Confed erates dragged their artillery straight up the side of the mountain, on the south, by ropes (prolongues,) and thus planted them “above the dizzy heights.”] Ho! comrades, haste, a famous task Is named for u> to-day, No soldier in soft ease must bask When comrades join the fray; Fair Marietta—beauty’s haunt! — And fields where strife’s the law; We’ll leave the while until we plant The guns on Kennesaw. Chorus — A long pull and a strong pull, Tho’ our hands be torn and raw, We’ll sing fame’s anthem as we drag The guns up Kennesaw: Then hurrah! hurrah! hurrah! ’Mid crags where eagles nested, Where proudly ravens caw, Above the dizzy heights we’ll plant The guns on Kennesaw! Three weeks the storm of battle drear Hath raged ’niong hills and wood, Three weeks its thunder’s rattle, here, Hath echoed where we’ve stood ; Three weeks our land hath grieved ’Neath tread of martial hosts, — God grant it be delivered The fate told in their boasts! War’s tempest dash’d ’gainst Lost Mount steep, Ting’d Noonday’s stream with blood, Burst ruin’s gory fountain deep, Drenched Gilgal with its flood : With wrath almost romantic e’en It hugged the railroad’s trail, Each Western and Atlantic’s scene Hath heard some Rachel’s wail. But ah! could dark Pine Mountain speak Death’s saddest tale ’twould tell, - For there upon its lonely peak Our bishop warrior fell, Lo! sanctified henceforth fore’er By his pure blood ’twill stand A monument, an altar dear, A shrine for freedom’s land, A. humorous dare-clevil—the very man. to suit my purpose. Bui.w er. SPRING-TIDE KT U NIB ER,. And now, with sounds like ocean’s roar, The foe’s hosts ’round us draw, Until their tides of fury pour Against grand Kennesaw: They’ve till’d each wood which skirts base, They’ve crown’d each hill with guns, They hurl hate’s darts into the face Os each of Dixie’s sons. But ah! we’ll thwart them here to-day, We’ll climb this hill of Mars, We’ll seem with lightning’s tires to play, To hurl bolts from the stars; We’ll scale the cliffs where eagles Hew, We’ll raise the wild huzza, And plant ’mid clouds of golden hue The guns on Kennesaw ! So now, like busy woodmen, quick, With axes«6cores appear, ». And up the slopes, through forests thick, A roadway for us clear ; Then with long ropes to each piece tied. Which hundreds taut do draw, We ready stand to drag, with pride, The gunsup Ken ,wour ATLANTA. CA., MARCH 1, 1887. ’lb 4 • /V'rfei•M w tL. IMA i* ’ V' .. <■ ■ -• < PLANTING THE GENS ON KENNESAW. All through the eve, all through the night We climb, and toil, and groan;— The crags how steep!—no stars give light ! Our songs sunk to low moan : But as we view, west, on the plain, The foe’s camp fires, “Hurrah!” We shout, “we’ll plant, ’spite sweat and pain, The guns on Kennesaw!” But praise to God! our labor’s done, We’ve reach’d the mountain’s brow, The-dawn comes, and the golden sun Gilds all with radiance now ; But not more glorious to our sight His beams appear to-day, Than to our hearts doth wild delight The hymn of triumph play. “The guns, the guns on. Kennesaw !” The gladsome shout we raise, “The guns, the guns on Kennesaw, Now terror’s fires shall blaze! Ho! swarm ye from ten thousand tents, Yea, fill the plains with arms, ’Gainst all your wrath we’ve sure defense, We scoru your threats of harms I “Upon the South’s grand citadel We’ve placed the crown of war, Its gems, the guns we love so well, Whose Hash outshines morn’s star; And when is heard their thunder’s boom The royal mount shall wear Os towering smoke a lordlier plume Than Henry’s of Navarre!” Thus up the slopes of Kennesaw The guns our heroes drag, Thus’on its crest with joy, yet awe, Plant them ’mid clill'and crag; The fleecy clouds drift far below, Our banners kiss the skies, And, ’neath this battlement, the foe Knows we Ids power despise. IMleut of the Bombardment of Kennesaw. On the northern'side of Kennesaw Moun tain, slightly below the summit, running full length, are still the remains of the Con federate entrenchments which were occupied by their infantry lines during a portion of June, ISGI. Their batteries were stationed on the summit of the mountain above them. The Federal batteries on the hills and in the forest below occasionally maintained a tremendous bombardment upon the summit of the mountain. In conversation with a distinguished mil itary officer, who was on the mountain dur ing the military operations at that time, we inquired of him if during these bombard ments the infantry were not withdrawn from their entrenchments on the north side oi the mountain and sheltered on the south side. He answered that this was never the case; that they were as safe in their entrenchments and among the crags and forest growth as they would have been on* the other side of the slope. He added that the woods were so thick that the Fedcrals could not deter mine the location of the infantry lines with any degree of accuracy; hence, were not able to annoy them to any great extent-. It is stated that thousands of tons of solid shot and shells were hurled at the two sum mits of Kennesaw Mountain from the Fed eral batteries, during the numerous bom bardments which they directed against them, yet the loss of the Confederates was comparatively insignificant. The eflect of the lire from the Federal batteries, however, was to almost denude the top of the mountain of its forest growth. Thousands of Parrott shells flew among the trees, knocking them to pieces, and it was frequently unsafe for parties to walk on the summit oi the southern slope of the moun tain, near the crest. The Hying limbs of the trees added to the deadly eflect of the shells which had struck them. The summit was littered with the debris of the forest. The Keuuesaw Route always ahead. NO. 5.