is possible that there are more, and probably with heavier armaments.
This is a fine prospect for us; we are not able to reach them, while they can stand off and deliver their shell on our decks without let or hindrance from us. Certainly not a very enviable position.
We have sent off for more guns, but they may not arrive in time to save us from a humiliating retreat or possible capture.
October 13th.-Our worst fears are now fully realized.
About four o'clock on the morning of the 12th instant the much-heard — of Boomerang Battering Ram, or whatever it may be called, came down upon us, but failed in her object, although the blow was a heavy one; she only succeeded in starting three planks on our port bow, producing a very inconsiderable leak.
As soon as she struck they sent up a rocket, and started up the river.
We slipped our cable, and started the engines so as to bring the ship clear, and gave her two or three broadsides.
She was struck, but being iron cased our shell did
rs of the capture of the privateer Beauregard:
The W. G. Anderson, Lieutenant Commanding W. C. Rogers, United States Navy, entered the port of Key West, Fla., from a cruise the morning of the 20th of November.
She was accompanied by a prize schooner carrying on her desk an ugly-looking rifled gun. On boarding the Anderson, we learned that the prize was the rebel privateer Beauregard, of and from Charleston, S. C., and commanded by Capt. Gilbert Hay.
She was captured on the morning of the 12th, one hundred miles east-northeast of Abaco.
No resistance was made by the Beauregard, the superiority of the armament of the Anderson being so great that it would have been madness to measure their strength.
While the Anderson was approaching her, the crew were engaged in throwing over shot, shell, muskets, &c., and before the capture, most of the ammunition was lost — only powder, a few pistols, one or two rifles, and the pivot gun on deck, remaining.
The crew, twenty-seven in number, wer