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ever would be, — but green and brown inter- 

 mixed, while the cultivated hillsides, espe- 

 cially on Missionary Eidge, were of a deep 

 rich reddish-brown. The air was full of 

 beautifying haze, and cumulus clouds in the 

 south and west threw motionless shadows 

 upon the mountain woods. 



Around me, in different parts of the 

 battlefield, were eight or ten houses and 

 cabins, the nearest of them, almost at my 

 feet, being the Snodgrass house, famous as 

 the headquarters of General Thomas, the 

 hero of the fight, — the "Eock of Chicka- 

 mauga," — who saved the Union army after 

 the field was lost. All was peaceful enough 

 there now, with the lines full of the week's 

 washing, which a woman under a volumi- 

 nous sunbonnet was at that moment taking 

 in (in that sun things would dry almost be- 

 fore the clothes-pins could be put on them, 

 I thought), while a red-gowned child,vand a 

 hen with a brood of young chickens, kept 

 close about her feet. Her husband, like the 

 occupant of the Kelly house, was no doubt 

 one of the government laborers, who to-day 

 were burning refuse in the woods, — invisi- 

 ble fires, from each of which a thin cloud 



