Cloudy, and
occasional showers.
None of the papers
except the Whig were published this morning, the printers,
etc. being called out to defend the city. Every device of the military
authorities has been employed to put the people here in the ranks. Guards
everywhere, on horseback and on foot, in the city and at the suburbs, are
arresting pedestrians, who, if they have not passes from Gen. Kemper, are
hurried to some of the depots or to the City Square (iron palings), and
confined until marched to the field or released. Two of the clerks of the War
Department, who went down to the Spottswood Hotel to hear the news, although
having the Secretary's own details, were hustled off to a prison on Cary Street
to report to Lieut. Bates, who alone could release them. But when they arrived,
no Lieut. Bates was there, and they found themselves incarcerated with some
five hundred others of all classes and conditions. Here they remained cooped up
for an hour, when they espied an officer who knew them, and who had them
released.
To-day the guards
arrested Judges Reagan and Davis, Postmaster-General and Attorney-General, both
members of the cabinet, because neither of them were over fifty years old. Judge
Reagan grew angry and stormed a little; but both were released immediately.
Gen. Lee dispatched
Gen. Bragg, at 9 P.M. last night, that all the assaults of the enemy on Fort
Gilmer had been repulsed, the enemy losing many in killed, and wounded, and prisoners,
while our loss was small.
And we have driven
the Yankees from Staunton, and have them in full retreat again as far as
Harrisonburg.
To-day at 2 P.M.
another battle occurred at or near Fort Harrison or Signal Hill, supposed to be
an attempt on our part to retake the post.
I never heard more
furious shelling, and fear our loss was frightful, provided it was our
assault on the enemy's lines. We could see the white smoke, from the
observatory, floating along the horizon over the woods and down the river. The
melee of sounds was terrific: heavy siege guns (from our steam-rams, probably)
mingled with the incessant roar of field artillery. At 3 P.M. all was
comparatively quiet, and we await intelligence of the result.
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