ORCHAKD KNOB AND THE NATIONAL 

 CEMETERY. 



The street cars that run tlirough the open 

 valley country from Chattanooga to Mission- 

 ar}^ Ridge, pass between two places of pecu- 

 liar interest to Northern visitors, — Orchard 

 Knob on the left, and the national cemetery 

 on the right. Of these, the Knob remains 

 in all the desolation of war-time ; nnfenced, 

 and without so much as a tablet to inform 

 the stranger where he is and what was done 

 here ; a low, round-topped hill, dry, stony, 

 thin-soiled, with out-cropping ledges and 

 a sprinkling of stunted cedars and pines. 

 Some remains of rifle-pits are its only mon- 

 ument, unless we reckon as such a cedar 

 rather larger than its fellows, which must 

 have been of some size thirty years ago, and 

 now bears the marks of abundant hard usage. 



The hill was taken by the Federal troops 

 on the 23d of November, 1863, by way of 

 " overture to the battle of Chattanooga," 

 Grant, Thomas, Hooker, Granger, Howard, 



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