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I was saying a while ago; and every
day the officer on observation duty on
this end of the mountain takes his
po ition up m it, and from there can
see everything to the north aud west,
and also to the south. You could,
if you were upon it, look over the
backbone of the mountain where we
are, and trace our line, with a field
glass clear down to the hill where Gen
eral Cheatham’s division rests, nearly
three miles to the south, besides
noticing the general level of the coun
try for miles beyond.”
“What a queer rock it is! ” said Jack,
“you can look under it and see the
hills and fields and the Yankee tents
in front of the mountain.”
“Yes,” answered the captain, “the
tempests of a great many ages have
washed the under side of it until it
seems to rest upon the mountain top
as if it was not there originally, but
had been thrown up here by some
great giant’s hand.”
“Whoopee!” exclaimed Jack with
some enthusiasm, “Jack, the giant
killer, would have had a hard time
killing him, wouldn’t he?”
“I should think he would have,”
replied Captain Ward with a smile;
“but let us go.”
“This is your battery, I believe you
said a few minutes ago, did you not,
Captain Ward?” asked the young
lady, as they were passing the guns
near the western end of the crest.
“Yes, these are niine, —four Napo
leons,” replied the captain, “aud just
beyond me to the east are three Napo
leon guns of Guibor’s Missouri bat
tery. Their other gun was damaged
by a Yankee shot, and has been sent
to Marietta for repairs. These Mis
sourians are magnificent fighters, and
they are adepts in handling this bat
tery.
“Then, on their right, and near the
northeastern end of Little Kennesaw,
is a section, or two guns, of Hoskins’
Mississippi battery. They have fine
pieces, and they deserve them. There
are four brothers named Hoskins in
this battery, one of whom, Captain
Jim Hoskins, commands it. They are
splendid soldiers, and their’s is very
justly considered one of our crack
batteries. The other guns of this bat
tery are down the western slope of the
mountain, or rather of the hill below
us which is really the continuation of
the mountain.”
(To be continued.')
Chickamauga National Park.
A bill has been prepared by Gen
eral Grosvenor, establishing the Chat
tanooga and Chickamauga national
military park, which has the support
of leading members of the societies of
the Army of the Cumberland, Army of
Tennessee and Army of the Potomac,
and all leading ex-Confederate officers
engaged in the battles indicated.
It provides that upon jurisdiction
being ceded to the United States by
the states of Tennessee and Georgia,
that the public roads along the crest of
Missionary Ridge from the north end
of Sherman Heights to the Rossville
road from Rossville to McFarland’s
Gap, and the road from Rossville by
the way of Lee & Gordon’s Mills,
to Crawfish Springs shall become
approaches to and parts of said
national park proper, to which title is
to be obtained by the United States
by the condemnation and purchase,
after the ceding of jurisdiction by the
state of Georgia.
It embraces the battlefield of Chicka
mauga and is to be bounded by a line
starting on the La Fayette road, just
nortlj of the Cloud house; thence west
to McFarland’s Gap; thence along
Dry Valley road to road from Craw-
fish Springs to Lee A Gordon’s Mills ;
thence to these mills; thence down
Chickamauga river to Reed’s Bridge
and thence to the place of beginning,
covering about 7,000 acres.
The affairs of the park are to be
managed under the Secretary of War
by three commissioners, one to be an
army officer. It is made the duty of
these commissioners, under the Secre
tary of War, to ascertain aud substan
tially mark all battle lines.
The Chickamauga Memorial Asso
ciation, an incorporation under the
laws of Georgia, and authorities of
any of the states which had troops in
the battles of Chickamauga or Chatta
nooga, are given the right to ascertain
aud mark the lines of their troops,
subject to the approval of the Secre
tary of War, who shall have the right
to decide disputed points.
The present owners of the property
on the field within the proposed limits
of the park ace to be allowed to remain,
if they so desire, on their lands alter
the purchase by the government, upon
terms which amount to a little more
than an agreement on their part to
preserve the buildings which were
standing at the time of the battle, and
the present outlines of fields and for
ests, and to help care for and preserve
marks which may be placed on the
field.
An appropriation of $250,000 is
provided lor carrying the act into
effect. The bill has been under con
sideration by a large number of sol
diers of both armies for over a year.
General P. R. Cleburne.
In writing to us regarding the un
finished biography of General P. R.
Cleburne, by Major Calhoun Benham,
published iu the Kennesaw Gazette
last year, a relative of General Cle
burne says:
I note in this sketch that he was a
“druggist!” Now if there was one
vocation more than another which
Cleburne abhorred, it was that of
drugs and physic. The facts are,
(which were given by his mother, who
surely ought to know): “On the death
of his father, Ronayne, (he was never
called Patrick by his family), then
nearly 16, became a student of Dr.
Thomas H. Justice, of Mallow, one of
the attending physicians of the county
dispensary, with whom he remained
nearly two years, and was then sent to
Trinity College, Dublin, to study
medicine; but failing to pass the en
trance examination, he became so dis
couraged that he joined her Majesty’s
Forty-first Regiment, (Prince of vVales
Own), then under orders for India.
The regiment did not go, however,
but he concealed his whereabouts from
his family until one day on parade
he was recognized by Captain Pratt,
one of his father’s friends, and was
soon after bought out of the army.”
He therefore did not “quit his
books at 13,” nor did he find “employ
ment with a druggist.” Neither he
nor Dr. Justice knew anything more
of a “pestle and mortar” than what
they might have seen at the county
dispensary; but while he hated drugs
and the practice of medicine, he was
fond of chemistry. His father had
determined to make him a physician,
and this settled purpose probably de
feated the object, for he never applied
himself to the medical books given
him by his preceptor, nor showed any
diligence in his studies.
He was fond of poetry and history,
but had a great distaste for mathema
tics and the classics.
He also had an early taste for the
law, in which he was discouraged by
his father and friends, but he took the
THE KENNESAW GAZETTE.
earliest opportunity to embrace it.
The idea of his being a druggist
must have arisen from the fact that not
knowing any safe investment for the
little capital he had, he was strongly
advised to invest it in the drug busi
ness (with a Mr. Nash), which paid
him a much larger percentage than
real estate or railway bonds; besides
which his own knowledge of natural
philosophy and chemistry served him
in good stead with the assistance of
Mr. Nash’s knowledge of practical
pharmacy. As it proved a success,
he was enabled to take up the study of
law with Judge Hanly, and in due
course was called to the bar.
The rest of his career is war history,
but the actual facts of his youth ami
early life should be given truthfully.
His father, Dr. Joseph Cleburne,
lived somewhat extravagantly at his
home, “The Grange,” nearßallincollig,
yet he managed to leave his large
family (by two wives) moderately
comfortable.
Both the doctor and his brother,
Christopher, were true philanthro
pists, large-minded, generous men,
and during the Irish famine of 1848
the former was known as “the poor
man’s friend.” (See an account of
this family in O’Hara’s “Irish Landed
Gentry,” p. 663.)
He is considered an Irishman —
indeed, he was at heart more Irish
than the Irish, but there was not a
drop of Celtic blood in him —not even
a Celtic intermarriage. He was really
only Irish, as Wellington was Irish —
by the accident of birth.
What Luck?
Lee surrendered on Friday.
Moscow w’as burned on Friday.
Washington was born on Friday.
Shakspeare was born on Friday.
America was discovered on Friday.
Richmond was evacuated on Friday.
The Bastile was destroyed on Friday.
The Mayflower was landed on Fri
day.
Queen Victoria was married on Fri
day.
King Charles I. was beheaded on
Friday.
Fort Sumter was bombarded on Fri
day.
Napoleon Bonaparte was born on
Friday.
Julius Ctesar was assassinated on
F riday.
'lhe battle of Marengo was fought on
Friday.
The battle of Waterloo was fought
on Friday.
The battle of Bunker Hill was fought
on Friday.
John of Arc was burned at the stake
on Friday.
The battle of New Orleans was
fought on Friday.
The declaration of independence was
signed on Friday.
A German forest keeper, sixty-two
years of age, not wishing to carry to
his grave an important secret, has pub
lished a recipe he has used for many
years, and which, h » says, has saved
several men and a great number of
animals from a horrible death by
hydrophobia. The bite must be bathed
as soon as possible with warm vinegar
and water, and when this has dried a
few drops of muriatic acid poured upon
the wound will d stroy the poison of
the saliva and relieve the patient from
all present or future danger.
The Western & Atlantic Railroad
has achieved the reputation of being
the fast freight line from the west to
the south. See that your bills of
lading consign freight for southeastern
points to care of Western & Atlantic
Railroad at Chattanooga.
His Last Request.
I heard a story on an Irishman the
other day which I think is new, said
a friend at the club. This Irishman
was in the habit of going home drunk
every night in his life and beating his
poor wife, Biddy, in the good old
fashion. He didn’t lick her because
he disliked her or wanted to punish
her, but just because he thought it
the proper thing to do. Finally, how
ever, the patient woman could stand it
no longer and appealed to the priest.
The reverend father went to her home
and waited for Pat.. He came, drunk
as usual, and the good priest took him
in hand.
“Pat,” says he, “you’re drunk.”
“Yis, your riverince,” says Pat,
“I’m feelin’ purty good.”
“Well, how long is this going to con
tinue : I’d like to know?”
“Jist as long as I kin git a dhrop of
the cratur,” says Pat. “I can’t stop
dhrinkin’.”
“Now, see here, Pat,” says the good
father, “I’ll tell you what. You’ll
stop this right here to-night. If you
get drunk again I’ll turn ye into a rat
—d’ye mind that? If I don’t see ye
I’ll know about it jist the same whether
ye git drunk or not, and if ye do git
drunk into a rat ye go. Now remem
ber that —there’s a good man.”
The priest went away and Pat was
docile that night; but the next night
when he came home and kicked open
the door one glance showed Biddy that
he was loaded to the hat. She gauged
his condition at once and saw that he
was in a fighting trim, so she dodged
behind the table in an attitude of
defense.
“Don’t be afraid, darlin’,” sa’d Pat
in a subdued key, as he steadied him
self before dropping into a chair,
“I’m not goin’ to bate ye this night.
I’m n< t goin’ to lay the weight of me
finger on ye. I want ye to be kind to
me to-night, darlin’ aud to remember,
if ye kin. the days when we were
swntehearts, and when I was kind to
ye and ye loved me. Ye know his
riverence was here last night, and he
tould me if I iver got dhrunk again
he’d turn me into a rat. I’m dhrunk
this mi nit, darlin’. The praste didn’t
see me, but he knows I am dhrunk,
and this night into a rat I go. I want
ye to be kind to me, darlin’, and
watch me, and when ye see me gittin’
little, aud the hair growin’ out on me,
an’ me whiskers gittin’ long, for God’s
sake, darlin’ as ye love me, kape yer
eye on the cat.”
The only sleeping cars, Nasnville to
Atlanta, run over the W. <t A. R R.
The Atlanta Real Estate
Exchange.
J. H. MOUNTAIN, Manager.
6 S, Pryor St,, Kimball House,
Does a general Real Estate business
throughout the Southern States.
Parties seeking investment will find it to
their interest to communicate with us.
We have a large list of City and Suburban
Property in Atlanta and Marietta.
We have large and small Tracts of Hard
Wooil Timber in North Carolina, Tennes
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We are the Atlanta Agents for the M. &
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Prices of Farming Lands vary f-om $5
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