(Author of “Ole Mistis,” “Songs and Stories From Tennessee,” “A Summer Hymnal,” etc.)
Chickamauga Creek had no placeon the map until September, ’63.Then it ran blood and became history.For it takes blood to make history.
When Bragg went to pieces two monthslater, after the shambles of MissionaryRidge, Hooker’s Corps was the packturned loose to harry him out of the valley.They rushed thoughtlessly—Hooker’shounds always did—and the foremostquickly paid the tax which Rashnesspays to Reason. Cleburne, the rebelgeneral, who brought up the rear ofBragg’s army, turned, wolf-like, at a gapin the mountains and cut to pieces thehound that had outstripped the pack inits zeal to snap at harried haunches.The hound whimpe
