Cloudy, damp, and
pleasant. A rain fell last night, wetting the earth to a considerable depth;
and the wind being southeast, we look for copious showers—a fine season for
turnips, etc.
Cannon was
distinctly heard from my garden yesterday evening, and considerable fighting
has been going on down the river for several days; the result (if the end is
yet) has not been officially stated. It is rumored that Pemberton lost more
batteries; but it is only rumor, so far. Nor have we anything definite from
Early or Hood.
Bacon has fallen to
$5 and $6 per pound, flour to $175 per barrel. I hope we shall get some
provisions from the South this week.
Sowed turnip-seed in
every available spot of my garden to-day. My tomatoes are beginning to
mature-better late than never.
The following
official dispatch was received on Saturday:
“MOBILE,
August 11th.—Nothing later from Fort Morgan. The wires are broken. Gen. Forrest
drove the enemy's advance out of Oxford last night.
“All
the particulars of the Fort Gaines surrender known, are that the commanding
officer communicated with the enemy, and made terms, without authority. His
fort was in good condition, the garrison having suffered little.
“He
made no reply to repeated orders and signals from Gen. Page to hold his fort,
and surrendered upon conditions not known here.
D.
H. MAURY, Major-General.”
Gen. Taylor will
cross the Mississippi with 4000 on the 18th of this month. Sherman must get
Atlanta quickly, or not at all.
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