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A balloon was observed about one o'clock on the morning of the 13th inst., in a southerly direction from Charleston, S. C., showing a bright blue and red light.
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A Confederate victory in Western Virginia--a severe fight — the enemy Rented. The monotony that had prevailed for some says past was broken on Saturday by the receipt of official intelligence that the enemy, stationed on Cheat Mountain, had sallied out and attacked a small force of our troops, and were repulsed with heavy loss. The fight took place on Friday last, the 13th instant, on the Alleghany Mountain, fifteen miles west of Monterey, to which point the force remaining in that vicinity, under Col. Edward Johnston, had Fallen back and encamped.--The official dispatch received on Saturday says that the battle commenced at 7 o'clock, in the morning, and lasted until 2 o'clock, in the afternoon, when the enemy retreated; that the Federals numbered 5,000, while Col. Johnston's command was only 1,200 strong, but has since been reinforced by two regiments. We have private information which mainly coincides with the foregoing. Our camp, it is stated, was surprised by the ene
ing periods which for the moment seem to paralyze all their long-cherished hopes and bright anticipations of the future. We have received Charleston papers of the 13th inst., bringing full particulars of the great fire in that city — the loss of property, list of sufferings, &c. The elaborate telegraphic report which appeared in our columns on Friday last gave an account of the progress of the fire up to 5½ o'clock, A. M., Thursday. The Charleston Mercury, of the 13th inst., (Friday,) furnishes us with the following additional particulars: "Yesterday was a gloomy day for Charleston. Business was universally suspended, and, with one impulse, our cofrom Logan to Savage, on either side, with Greenhill, Limehouse and Council streets, are, with one or two exceptions, all in ruins. The Courier, of Friday, the 13th inst., gives the following particulars: We have been visited by one of those mysterious dispensations of Providence which we cannot attempt to solve. Our ci