Warm and cloudy. My
cabbages coming up in the garden.
The papers contain
no war news whatever, yet there is great activity in the army.
Sheridan's column is
said to be at Ashland, and Grant is reported to be sending swarms of troops to
the north side of the river, below, "in countless thousands."
The President's
message, for the completion of which Congress was desired to remain, has been
sent in. I will preserve this splendidly exordiumed and most extraordinary
document. It is a great legal triumph, achieved by the President over his
enemies in Congress, and if we are permitted to have more elections, many
obnoxious members will be defeated, for the sins of omission and commission.
The President strikes them "between wind and water," at a time, too,
when no defense would be listened to, for he says the capital was never in such
danger before, and shows that without prodigious effort, and perfect
co-operation of all branches of the government, the cause is lost, and we shall
have negro garrisons to keep us in subjection, commanded by Northern officers.
He will have the satisfaction, at least, of having to say a portion of the
responsibility rested with his political opponents.
Mr. Benjamin, who is
supposed to have written a portion of the message, was very jubilant yesterday,
and it is said the President himself was almost jocund as he walked through the
Capitol Square, returning home from his office.
It is now rumored
that a French agent is in the city, and that the President, besides his
message, sent to Congress a secret communication. I doubt—but it may be so.
Gen. Hood is here,
on crutches, attracting no attention, for he was not successful.
Judge Campbell,
Assistant Secretary of War, said to Mr. Wattles, a clerk, to-day, that we were
now arrived at the last days of the Confederacy. Mr. Wattles told me that the
judge had been convinced, as far back as 1863, that the cause was nearly
hopeless.
Some 1200 of Fitz
Lee's cavalry passed through the city at 2 P.M. Gen. Longstreet has been
ordered by Gen. Lee to attack Sheridan. He telegraphs back from north of the
city that he "cannot find them," and this body of cavalry is ordered
to reconnoiter their position. I know not how many more men Fitz Lee has in his
division, but fear at least half have passed.
SOURCE: John
Beauchamp Jones, A Rebel War Clerk's Diary at the Confederate
States Capital, Volume 2, p. 449-50
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