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geons as to the sex of their patient till the "disrobement" of her pantaloons revealed the fact. She was too weak from the loss of blood to allow of any questions being asked, and being under the influence of chloroform, nothing was said to or by her. For all we or the world knows many of her kind may now be in Northern prisons suffering the penalties of patriotic delusion and folly.

The greater portion of the inhabitants of Atlanta have, in conformity with the orders and warnings of rebel commanders, abandoned their houses and homes, and gone-God only knows where. An intelligent citizen, named Myer, (a German,) who escaped the conscription by the fortunate loss of his right eye, informs me that, from Atlanta to Augusta, the roadsides are literally swarmed with refugees from Missouri, Tennessee, Kentucky and elsewhere, who are unable to proceed further. They have been reduced to abject poverty and want, and have to subsist on the charities of the rebel Government. Raised in the very lap of luxury, as many of them doubtless were, it is sorrowing to the human heart to contemplate their miserable condition, and to reflect upon the unknown horrors that cling to their destiny, cast thus unpityingly between two great armies. Oh! it is sad, awfully, terribly sad, to reflect upon the condition of our unhappy country! Steeped in tears, and mourningbowed down and sunk in the dust, like the daughter of Babylon-drunk with the blood of her best and bravest children-we seem destined to be the foot-ball of ill fate. In dealing with her children, whom she deludes, entices, and drives from their comfortable homes, Georgia has forgotten her motto of "Wisdom, justice and moderation."

I witnessed a strange, sad scene, yesterday, in front of Davis' Division, Fourteenth Corps, during the burial of the dead, who were killed in the terrific and disastrous charge on the 27th. Grouped together in seeming fraternal unity, were officers and men of both contending armies, who but five minutes before were engaged

in the work of slaughter and of death! There were Generals Cleburne, Cheatham, Hindman and Maury, in busy converse with, as I subsequently learned, the officers of the 14th Michigan Infantry, who, it seemed, were well acquainted with the families of many of the Tennessee officers and soldiers in Cheatham's Division. Cheatham looked rugged and healthy, though seemingly sad and despondent. He wore his "fatigue" dress, a blue flannel shirt, black neck-tie, grey, homespun pantaloons, and slouch black hat. At first he was not disposed to be either inquisitive or communicative, but after putting himself outside a few heavy drinks of commissary whisky from the bottle of one of our officers, "he was himself again," and made many inquiries about Nashvillians and the Rock City. General Maury was less reserved. He was elegantly dressed, as were also Lieutenant Colonel House, Captains McLean and Atkeison. Captain Lee, from Columbia, being introduced to Captain Nixon, of the 14th Michigan, asked:

"Do you belong to Mizner's Regiment, for some time stationed at Franklin and Columbia?"

"Yes, sir; I do."

"Then you are the man who was Provost Marshal?"

"Yes, sir."

"It is well for you," said the coxcombish Captain Lee, "that we didn't get possession of that place and youI would have hung you.'

"No, you wouldn't," interposed a red-haired, redeyed, Major Hawkins, (formerly Deputy Sheriff of Nashville), "for the boys say their folks were better treated by these Michigan men, than by any troops ever stationed there."

"That's so," said Major Vaulx, of Cheatham's staff, "boys, that's better whisky than we've got," (reaching for the ardent.)

Colonel House was in charge of the burying party, and was courteous and affable, putting on his most insinuating smiles.

Being reminded of the antagonistic attitude of himself and his brother (Sam, of Franklin), who was reported as making "reconstrution speeches," and being a loyal man, he remarked: "Well, Sam was always a conservative man, but I don't think he is very loyal." Colonel Cook, from Franklin, Tennessee, who was wounded a few days since, died yesterday. Colonel Clancy of the 52d Ohio, in talking to General Maury and Hindman, remarked that it was a sad state of affairs to witness human beings of a common origin and nationality dig two hours every day to bury the dead of twenty minutes' fighting. Yes, yes, indeed," said one, "but if the settlement of this thing were left to our armies, there would be, peace and good fellowship established in two hours." "General," said a Federal officer, addressing the long-haired Hindman, "what do you think of the result of this contest, were it left to your Division and ours in a fair field?” "I'd abide the result, and would as soon fight Davis' Divis ion as any other," quoth Hindman. "I would want,

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said General Maury, "that our force should be equalized. Davis' Division may be stronger than ours,' "O, it matters little as to superiority of numbers on our side," said the Federal officer, "you can whip us one rebel to five Yankees." Maury, applying the flask to his mouth, and complimenting our Commissary Department, said: "Bosh! If any of our people ever believed that, I think by this time that idea is d-d well played out!" The Tennessee regiments are wofully decimated, suffering heavily in every skirmish and battle. Soon their anxious and distracted parents will have none to return and cheer their last days. They are filling unknown graves in the swamps and marshes of Georgia, to gratify the treachery of traitors to our country and their "cause." They are "very lonesome," they say, "and wish to God this thing was settled." They want to go home; they are tired of war and toiling.

During the "parley," I noticed General D. S. Stanley, of the Fourth Corps, sitting quietly on his entrench

ments, smoking his pipe and observing the enemy's position.

On the right, in front of the Fourth Corps, I met General James D. Morgan, of the First Brigade, Davis' Division, shovel in hand, aiding the men to bury the dead. The rebels never noticed him, as indeed few on either side could judge his true character or rank from his uniform. A soldier's blouse, pants and cap is his every day dress, and many and jocose and laughable are the mistakes and rebuffs they have led him into. Few officers in the army are superior to this same General Morgan, none are better liked by his men, and caring little about display or ostentation, he labors faithfully to do his duty to his country and his Brigade. He uses neither whisky or segars, and hence he is neglected by that class of unfledged literati, who measure men's merits by the strength and flavor of said articles.

CHAPTER IX.

The Pursuit of the Enemy.-Lights and Shadows of Campaigning.-Operations of the Army.-Coiling round Kenesaw Mountain.-Details of Skirmishers.The retreat of the Rebels.

Early on the morning of the 22d, orders from General Schofield's headquarters were issued, for the command to be in readiness to move. Soon after, General Cox's command was on the road, moving on the Sandtown road toward the Powder Springs and Marietta road. At the junction of these roads his troops were placed in position, occupying a ridge of some importance, and affording a strong line. Cavalry skirmishers were driven back, and the whole move was executed without any great resistance. The Second DivisionGeneral Hascall-moved over Nose Creek, and filing to the left, marched in a road which strikes the Powder Springs and Marietta road two miles from the position of General Cox, described above. The Sandtown road, with the Powder Springs and Marietta road, and the road on which General Hascall moved, forms an isosceles triangle. The Second Division, on reaching the Powder Springs and Marietta road, took up position on the right of General Williams' Division, of General Hooker's Corps.

These movements were executed with great rapidity, and, as was hoped, without the observation of the enemy. It was one of those bold movements for which General Sherman is noted, and one of those rapidly executed and cautious moves which have added to General Schofield's reputation as a soldier. The importance of the movement may be appreciated by your readers, when I say the line which we took up was directly South of Kenesaw, and but three miles

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