Private Allen's New Story

"I went up to Chickamauga with Judge Newman and Col. Barbour Thomson," said he. "I walked about the field and heard hundreds of old fellows talking about the spots on which they had been wounded, and telling all manner of marvelous stories. I was not at Chickamauga, but I was In other battles, and when a man tells you he can return and piek out spots where all sorts of things occurred ia a battle this many years afterward, you may put him down as a liar. "Well, everybody there was lying, and I had to do a little myself. "I was standing by the railroad station at the foot of one of the hills when an old veteran accosted me and asked me if I knew when the next train left for Rome. " 'No,' said I 'this is the first time I have been here in thirty-two years, and, my friend, when I stand here and look upon this hill, reca'ling the charge I made up it through a shower of shot and shell, how I dashed my horse right through a Federal battery, leaping seven different cannon, and emerged from a shower of bullets unscathed, I wonder that I am alive to-day.' "As the old fellow listened to my story nis eyes filled with tears. Ho walked up, and, putting his arm about me, said: "Young man, you were spared for some great purpose.' "