The Weekly Kansas chief. [volume] (Troy, Kan.) 1872-1918, 1883-01-11


cling plains OF white variegated with the red hand
the cotton estherers In that interesting city, We
pitched our tent For a few days, We ramble'i in
the shade and sun Of interesting spots We sp-
preached the battle field, and national burying
grounds of the Blue and Gray. Time has kindly
protected the entrenchments and Notifications They
were plainly seen. To the left OF the heid were a
few struggling limbs and trunks the remains OF an
old orchard, where Federal forces held fort, anu
piled death upon death In the enemy camp WINE
standing upon the soil once saturated with human
blood lived over that terrible slaughter and heard
the heavy thunderings OF cannon, the death neish
OF the fallen steed, and dying groan oil the rider
Around me were thiekly strewn the white, upturned
faces OF eorpses and those mutiated beyond recog-
milton. The death-gurglo ratified IN my cars On
the fourth battle eve, the suns last rays fell upon
the stars and stripes waving over that field OF car
mage and death Bivouae fires hekered and Haired by
gusty winds, heavy with cannon smoke, and cdor OF
human blood II was January, but the hot rays OF
the Southern sun added decay and mortlneatlon TO
death and initiation Human flesh fell from bones
rotting under IT'S innnenee floeks oil Sulture least
ed their Vanished hves' anu iattened from morse
and solder. Decay prevailed IN It's most sickenins
sense At last order took the place OF disorder and
desolation- In mathematical exactness Is land out
the beautiful home OF the nineteen thousand who
fell in battle or skirmish in Tennessee. small
marble slab marks the resting place Of the sleeper
win name an" company thereon- now "'eh' as
walked those narrow, well kept paths, noticed the
word unknown 1t seemed the hitterest and
sadest Of all thought OF the love oil mother Tor
her naxenhaired boy iar away among the Nor'herh
hills OF a lovely home, where willing feet would
return more. oil aged parent. cner1ShlnI n
hope for declining years. and then thought Of the
union of hearts, Of happy homes, and where age
never comes beyond The River wreath OF dead
ened flowers hung upon that stone. Kindly bands
had placed u there-t may oe' the thousht was
born OF kindred sorrow large anu beautiful mon
ument, OF stone and marble ornaments the grounds
erected IN honor OF Geneiai koseeTans VINO leu the
Federal forces Inscribed thereon Is GATE oil batte
and euiogies oil the dead surrounding the eemete-
~ s an appropriate and handsome iron fence. Near
by are the Confederate grounds, IN ike conahtioh,
with a. large monument naming theh eader anu
number CT dead. short distance. from these SAD
scenes Is the tennessee central fair Gronnd, COM
prsing twenty acres Oeau'huiiy iaid ont anu o'ha
mented with pagodas, cottages, rustic Seats and
fountains singular yet suggestive piece OF stat
uary was presented to the ASSOCIATION, representing
"Simple Simon, who met pieman' gong To the
fair. The piece Is me SIZE IN stone. Inc ware
is rendered more real being IN marble, carried on
stone slab. while the yonth waits WIN protrudlhs
tongue, the coveted TASTE Tradition tells u.s. the lad
was doomed to disappointment Tor the ple-man was
given to asking questions. and desired sight OF
penny, which, it seems simon did not possess The
Interesting couple stand under group oil OAK trees
near principal avenue oil the grounds.
The sun il just sinking behind the nils purple
glory is shrouding all nntue mist Is stealing up
from the valley, where is heard the CLARION note oil
the oriole and moekins-bird- From the neighborins
cotton fields ia long troop Of slaves returning for
the evening meal The evening star rests upon the
mountain-top, like distant wateh-hre- My cham
Der is odorous from crepe myrtle, which complete
" screens my window. My attention Is directed TO