Allatoona.

Major General L. C. French, formerly of Pensacola, Fla., who commanded the confederates in the battle here, October 5th, 1864, came from Atlanta where, with an aged an invalid consort who has since (Wednesday 16th, last) died, he had been stopping the past fortnight, up as far as Marietta, where he spent a night with friends; but, contrary to his usual custom, which was that also during his lifetime ??? gen. J. M. Corse, late of Boston, who commanded the federals, and likewise that of numerous unnamed contestants on both sides, who from time to time drop in on the old scene, he did not, on this occasion, revisit this old field of his fame.  On the contrary, with his son and the daughter, Mrs. Hilton Green, he was suddenly turned homeward as part of the funeral cortege.  If anything, he could but snatch momentarily a “Pisgah View,” of the Allatoona mountain, as, (but this on a former occasion) standing on a familiar rock, marked in his memory as the council place of the leaders of long ago, on Little Kennesaw, within the shadow of one, within sight of the other, a solemn, impressive and touching spectacle was presented –that of the age soldier (now eighty, graduated in the same class with Grant, and far and away ahead of him, and tried in positions of command in two wars) as he stood in sacred silence, with bowed head and convulsed frame, and lifted up his voice and wept!

A propos to the subject and to the reunion season of confederate rehearsals, it may be remarked that the grave, at least of first interment, of Lieut. J. R. Henry, company C, thirty-fifth Miss., possibly, according to one theory, and that entertained by his brother, son of comrades in Oktibbeha county, the “Unknown Hero” of the Pass, has, with reasonable certainty, been identified.  It is just to the left at the stile or foot-path east leaving the railroad, and some thirty-five feet distant, turning into, the ravine first beyond the deep cut; and by reverent hands it has been temporarily marked with 4 x 4 post oak head and foot pieces, and encircled with white flint or quartz stones.  The great day of the attack, it being warm, Lieut.  Henry, with his coat off and thrown over his left arm, his sword, hand weapon used and brandished, having marched up, with Sears’ brigade, from the neighborhood of the present Amelia mills on Pumpkinvine, and rounded the hills about forty-one formed line of battle with difficulty on the activities to charge the fort on the east heights.  Arrived in front of the redoubt, the line was obstructed by finding a thick set abattis, and beyond that a deep ditch; and the men, not to afford a standing target for an impending volley, throwing themselves on their faces, Lieut. Henry, leaping fully erect upon and tugging at the bristling stakes, cried to his men: “I’ll pull them up; then you break through.: Two or three had he loosened and leveled, when a plunging shot from the glacis pierced his breast and he fell back mortally wounded, across the legs of J. M. Petty, of Grady, Miss., and as the retreat almost instantaneously commenced, he was borne along in a dying condition, if not in the arms of certainly in the sight of A. M. Page and D. A. Onthaw, Starkville, Miss., and found to be stone dead at last laid down and left where above described.  By the evening probably after the battle, the body was buried where found, and afterwards, according to local accounts, which describe him only as a Mississippi lieutenant, removed to the embankment beside the track where now stand the monument and enclosure.