Rained all night,
and still rains. All quiet below, save the occasional bomb thrown by our
iron-clads.
Gen. and Hon. R. K.
Wright, of Georgia, is said to have gone to Washington to negotiate a peace for
Georgia.
A dispatch from Gen.
Wheeler, dated yesterday, 12 miles from Forsyth, says: “I think definite orders
should be sent to officers in command here, as to the line of policy to be
pursued—particularly as to defending Macon, Augusta, or Columbus. If not to be
defended, government stores should be removed, on enemy's approach, if
possible. An officer should be sent to command everything, who knows the views,
wishes, and plans of the government.” I think so too!
The papers think
that Grant is about to try again to force his way into Richmond, as soon as the
weather will permit.
We had a delicious
treat of persimmons to-night—a quart bought for a dollar. They were delicious,
and we enjoyed them hugely. Also a quart of apples, for which we paid a dollar.
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