Knoxville Whig and chronicle. [volume] (Knoxville, Tenn.) 1875-1882, 1875-05-26
PERSONAL.

General } I'm G. Breckenridge WIS a
college mae Of Judge j. w. Deaderick,
at Centre College, KY, and graduated
at Princeton in the same class with
Hon. n. G. Taylor.
Major Gr. eral A. Z. Burnside will
deliver the address at the decoration of
Antietam national Cemetery, near
Shsrpsburg, Nd, on the Goth inst.
Henry Ward Beecher's youngest
brother, James Beecher, has retired
from the ministry.
Edwin L. Stanton, son of the famous
War Secretary, is spoken Of for Assis-
tant Attorney General To PierrepOnt,
vice Hill resigned.
The Courier-JouFndL thinks the
nomination of General Bristow for the
Presidency by the Republicans, will
necessitaJe the nomination of General
Tilden on the part of the Democrats.
The following description of the be-
ginning of Sherman's memorable
"march to the sea,n is from his Mem
oirs just published:
About 7 A. NJ. of November 10th
we rode out of Atlanta by the Decatur
road, filled by the marching troops
and wagons of the Fourteenth Corps (;
and reaching the hill, just outside of
| the old rebel works, we naturally
paused to look back upon the scenes of
our past battles. We stood upon the
very ground wherein was fought the
bloody battle of july 22d, and could
see the copse of wood where McPher-
son fell. Behind us lay Atlanta,
smouldering and in ruins, the black
smoke rising high in air, and hanging
| like pail over the ruined city. Away
off in the distance, on the McDonough
road, was the rear of Towards column
the gun-barrels gllstening in the sun,
the white topped wagons stretching
away to the south and right before
us the Fourteenth corps, marching
steadily and rapidly, with cherry
look and. swinging pace, that made
light of the thousand miles that lay
between us and Richmond. Some
band, by accident, struck up the an
them of John Browns soul goes
marching on;' the men caught up the
strain, and never before or since have
/ heard the chorus of GLORY, glory,
hallelujah y done with more spirit, OF
in better harmony of time and place.
"Then we turned our horses heads
to the east Atlanta &ss soon lost be-
hind a screen of trees, and became q
thing of the past. Around it clings
many a thought of desperate battle, OF
hope aud fear, that now seem like the
memory of dream and L have never
seen the place since. The day was eX-
tremely beautiful, clear sunlight, with
bracing air, and an unusual feeling oil
exhilaration seemed to pervade al
minds-a feeling of something to come
vague and underlined, still full of ven'
tuTe aud intense interest.
Even the common soldiers caught
the inspiration, and many grouI
called out to me as L worked my way
past them, "Uncle Billy, l guess GRAM
Is waiting for us at RichmondW In
deed, the general sentiment was thai
we were marching for Richmond, anC
that there we should end the war, bu
how and when they seemed to cart
not; nor did they measure the dis
lance or count the cost in life, or both
er their brains about the great riveri
to be crossed and the food required fol
man and beast. that had to be gather
ed by the way. There was devil
niay-caren feeling pervading officer
and men that made me feel the ful
load of responsibility, for success
would be accepted as o matter o
2 course, whereas, should we fail, thi
''march" would be adjudged the wilC
/ adventure Of crazy fool.