CHICKAMAUGA. 



The field of Cliickamauga — a worthily 

 resounding name for one of the great battle- 

 fields of the world — lies a few miles south 

 of the Tennessee and Georgia boundary, and 

 is distant about an hour's ride by rail from 

 Chattanooga. A single morning train out- 

 ward, and a single evening train inward, 

 made an all-day excursion necessary, and the 

 time proved to be none too long. Unhap- 

 pily, as I then thought, the sun was impla- 

 cable, with the mercury in the nineties, 

 though it was only the 3d of May ; and as I 

 was on foot, and the national reservation 

 covers nine or ten square miles, I saw hardly 

 more than a corner of the field. This would 

 have been a more serious disappointment 

 had my errand been of a topographical or 

 historical nature. As the case was, being 

 only a sentimental pilgrim, I ought perhaps 

 to have welcomed the burning heat as a cir- 

 cumstance all in my favor ; suiting the spirit 

 of the place, and constraining me to a need- 



