Atlanta by way of Stone Mountain) was prepared as a base, and it is worthy of mention that this block of granite was put in position to receive the cannon memorial by Mr. William Rosser, who was a Confederate soldier under General Stonewall Jackson. In due time the work was completed, the street opened to the main road, and the public invited to visit the spot. Along the main road can still be seen the earth-works used by the Confederate forces for the defense of Atlanta in July, 1864. The numerous wood-crowned ridges in that vicinity suggest to a military man that contending armies meeting there would be likely to do bloody work for each other. Nature has made it a lovely place, and now that art has placed there its memorial to chivalry, its attractions will draw many visitors in that direction. Mingled with the undergrowth of oak and maple, many waving pine trees throw their shade over the open space within which the memorial stands. The enclosed lot is about ten feet square, and is surrounded by a neatly ornamented iron fence, the pickets being single gunbarrels with spear-head tops, and the corner posts composed of a cluster of gun-barrels surmounted with a conical-shaped ornament. This fence is placed upon a solid stone foundation, and is painted black, as is also the cannon, and presents a very handsome appearance. In the centre of the lot is the marble base, some five feet square and eighteen inches high, from the centre of which rises the grim 'twenty-four pounder, in the mouth of which is a cannon ball. The hillside road along which General McPherson was riding, when killed, passes within two or three feet of the enclosure, while the more traveled road, which crosses it at this point, is some twenty or thirty feet distant. On the side of the granite base fronting this latter road are the raised letters— 'McPherson '-no other inscription being deemed necessary. The sloping nature of the ground upon which the memorial is erected (it being on the side of a hill) somewhat mars the perfection of the work, but in other respects the tribute is one that reflects great credit upon the officers who have so appropriately and in such an enduring manner marked the spot where one of their most trusted and beloved comrades fell. While Major McGinness was the moving spirit, and superintended the entire work, he was generously aided by General Thomas H. Ruger, commanding the Department; General Chauncey McKeever, Adjutant-General; GeneralGeorge Bell, Chief Commissary; Colonel J. G. Chandler, Chief Quartermaster; Lieutenant-Colonel J. F. Head, Medical Director; Major W. B. Rochester, Chief Paymaster; Major N. Vedder, Pay master, and Lieutenant W. B. Wheeler, Aide-de-Camp. To Mr. Brown, the owner of the land, is also due credit for his liberal action in promoting this tribute to a gallant Federal soldier. And I am sure that no true Confederate soldier will ever visit the spot without a feeling of respect for the brave and chivalrous fallen hero' whose bright military career ended so suddenly within the seclusion and quiet of those woods. Like the late General Albert Sidney Johnson, he was a knightly soldier, without fear and without reproach. Now that peace has spread her gentle wings over all the land, it is safe to predict that the McPherson Memorial will be visited by thousands of persons whose object will be a higher and purer one than mere idle curiosity. Within rifle and cannon shot of this now quiet and secluded rural retreat, on the 22nd of July, 1864, thousands of the bravest and best soldiers of both armies fell in

attacking or defending Atlanta. With General Hood and General Hardee in the front, and General Wheeler and his dashing cavalry in the rear, the Army of the Tennessee—with its gallant commander dead ere the bloody conflict had fairly commenced-fought with terrible desperation and great loss, and against an enemy resolute and determined, and prepared to defend their city at all hazards. On that fatal day, and in that vicinity, was fought what has become generally known in military history as the 'Battle of Atlanta.''

General Force reported the following:

COLONEL L. M. DAYTON,

SOCIETY OF THE ARMY OF THE TENNESSEE,
ST. PAUL, MINN., September 6, 1877.

Recording Secretary.

As there will be no opportunity of reporting to the Society, I beg leave to report to you my action as committee to respond to General Grant's greeting to the Society.

Governor Marshall kindly went with me to the telegraph office and advised with me. General Sherman, President of the Society, being absent, it could not be signed by him or sent in his name, and there being no other appropriate signature, it was sent as the direct salute of the Society, in the following words:

"TO GENERAL GRANT,

Dunrobin Castle, Scotland:

ST. PAUL, MINN., September 6, 1877.

The Army of the Tennessee sends greeting to its first commander.”
All of which is respectfully submitted,

M. F. FORCE,
Committee.

CEREMONIES.

It is due to the Citizens Committee and citizens of St. Paul, that an account should be given of their entertainment given the Society, by the trip to Minneapolis. After the adjournment of the business meeting of the Society on the 6th instant, the members assembled at the Metropolitan Hotel, were received and escorted by the citizens committee to the depot, taking a train. specially provided for the purpose, and at 11 o'clock proceeded on the excursion. At the Falls of Minnehaha a stop of some half an hour was made. and another of about the same duration at Fort Snelling, from which we had a view of the Wisconsin river and valley for many miles in extent, the Mississippi and adjoining hills, which certainly is a scene grand and beautiful. Embarking on the train again a few minutes ride took the party to the grounds of the State Fair and Stock Breeders Association, their annual fair being in progress, and at the rooms of the officers were received and welcomed by Mr. King, the President of the association, in a very happy and courteous speech. The citizens desiring to hear from some of our Society, they called on General Bane, General Gresham and Colonel Stone, who in succession responded in short remarks appropriate to the welcome and attention we were receiving. After an hour's observation of the fair we proceeded to Minneapolis, where we availed ourselves of the hospitalities of this changing and growing city, doing full justice to a most excellent dinner provided by the citizens.

The return to St. Paul was pleasant, and there is no doubt the entire party was thoroughly gratified with the day's excursion, and make full acknowledgement of appreciation.

BANQUET.

This special feature of all our reunions transpired at the Metropolitan Hotel on the evening of the 6th instant. At 9 o'clock the Society and guests entered the dining-room, and were seated at four tables, across the upper end of the hall being a fifth, at which sat General Gresham, General Terry, Governor Pillsbury, Ex-Governor Davis, Colonel Stone, General Chetlain, Colonel Reynolds and other distinguished gentlemen.

General Gresham presiding announced the eleventh annual banquet, and in behalf of the Executive Committee invited the hearty participation of all present. The dinner being thoroughly discussed, during which the band discoursed most excellent music, General Gresham rising announced,

FIRST TOAST:-"The Old Flag"

Response by General CHETLAIN.

The

MR. PRESIDENT AND GENTLEMEN OF THE SOCIETY:- We all love the old flag-the flag of our country-the emblem of liberty. Prompted by that love we all have made sacrifices for it. sacrifices we made to avenge its insults-to vindicate its honor-to save the life of this republic, is a clear proof of that love. greater the sacrifices made, the greater will be the love.

The

As the fond mother with her little ones about her, sees one puny or sickly, or bestows on it unceasing care by day, or watching by night through long weary years, becomes seriously more attached to it than to the rest; so, all of us who have passed through the terrible ordeal of the late war, marching in storm, and heat, and cold, on the field of battle, when death and destruction was on every hand, when our comrades fell by our side, ever will, on account of these never-to-be-forgotten experiences, have our love for the old flag intensified. I believe that that love will increase with every passing year, until we close our career on earth.

For nearly one hundred years that old flag waved over a united and prosperous nation. Its insults were always avenged, and

to-day it is respected by all nations and peoples, and every where is a sure protection to every American who stands under its broad

folds.

I sometimes have misgivings as to the future of this republic. There are grave questions arising that have to do with the very foundation principles of our national fabric, that may perhaps. prove its destruction, and our noble republic be numbered with those that have lived and died. Then the thought comes that possibly our future may be as our past, and that when the ordeal shall come, the great heart of the nation will be found to be true and loyal-the nation be saved, and our young institutions be perpetuated for centuries to come.

In our own land we see the old flag everywhere-on our shipping and public buildings, on our streets and in our homes, and the sight of it inspires, natural enough, no unusual emotions. Were we to see it in some far-off land, it would be different.

Many years ago, in my wanderings, I found myself on a steamer anchored in the Bay of Naples, the dense fog preventing our entrance into port. Standing on deck and peering through the nist to get if possible a sight of Naples and its beautiful surroundings, a rift in the fog disclosed the old flag born by a man-of-war. Excitedly I turned to my traveling companion, the tears starting to my eyes, and pointing to it said: see our flag. I shall never forget the emotions I then experienced. I felt in my heart that though a wanderer far from country, homes and friends, I had in that old flag a protector. Then, dear old flag, "long may you wave over the land of the free and the home of the brave,"-wave-not as in years gone by, over a nation part free and part slave, but over a land wholly and gloriously free.

MUSIC by Prof. LEIB:-Song.

SECOND TOAST:-"The President."

MUSIC by the Band:-"Hail to the Chief."

Response by General W. R. MARSHALL.

Before speaking to the sentiment proper of the toast, I take occasion to thank our comrades from other States for the honor they have done to our city and State, and the pleasure they have given us by meeting here.

Our city is so remote from the great centers of population from