. The mountain campaigns in Georgia . comrades, see the signalWaving in the sky !Re-enforcements now is nigh !Chorus.—Hold the fort ; for I am coming, etc. The most characteristic memorial of this bloody and famous struggle, which nowsalutes the eye of the tourist, as the train darts through the deep, fern-lined pass, is alone grave at its northwestern end, immediately by the track, on the west side. Thisis the resting place of a Confederate soldier, who was buried on the spot where he fell. For years past the track-hands of the Western & Atlantic Railroad have held thisgrave
. The mountain campaigns in Georgia . comrades, see the signalWaving in the sky !Re-enforcements now is nigh !Chorus.—Hold the fort ; for I am coming, etc. The most characteristic memorial of this bloody and famous struggle, which nowsalutes the eye of the tourist, as the train darts through the deep, fern-lined pass, is alone grave at its northwestern end, immediately by the track, on the west side. Thisis the resting place of a Confederate soldier, who was buried on the spot where he fell. For years past the track-hands of the Western & Atlantic Railroad have held thisgrave under their special charge, and made attention to it a sacred duty. Whenever their *0n their retreat, the Confederates came to the block-house, which tlie Federals had built at the railroad bridgeover Allatoona Creek. General French summoned the garrison to surrender. They refused, and he then opened a hotusketry fire upon them, and also turned his cannon against the position. These soon forced the raising of the white flag. m. 38 JIOrXTAIX CAJfPAK^AS IX GEORGIA. periodic rounds biiiiL; them liithcr, the)- sec that it is kcjjt clear uf rubbish, and that and font-stones are iirm. A neat marble liead-stne lias been [ilaced liere, on -which is the fono\\ing inscription : Aji U N K N () W X II I<: R O, //(• liiiJ for the cause //<• tlioii^^ht was tight. The Mtirictta Journal thus toucliini;!) refers to this memorial: ^___ He was some mothers (larHiiu;, and [lerhaps whenthe cruel war was over, shewiped her lear-bedinimedeves and throuuli her specta-cles watched for the comingof her soldier bov, but hecame not. Still she prayedand gazed down the roa(.land scanned the face ofevery passerdiy; every foot-step that sounded on thewalk her eager ears caughtup with cxpectancv; herheart beat faster and thrilledwith hope; her eyes kindledwith joy; her wrinkled facelighted up wuh a smile, andher old arms, no doubt, in-voluntarilv went out t(.) claspto her bosom her darl
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