Another cold, disagreeable day. March so far has been as cold and terrible as a winter month.
Gen. Hill is moving toward Newbern, N. C., and may attack the enemy there.
The weather continues dreadful-sleeting; and movements of armies must perforce be stayed.
But the season of slaughter is approaching.
There was an ominous scantiness of supply in the market this morning, and the prices beyond most persons — mine among the rest.
Col. Lay got turkeys to-day from Raleigh; on Saturday partridges, by the Express Company.
On Saturday, the enemy's lower Mississippi fleet attacked our batteries at Port Hudson.
The result reported is that only one of their gun-boats got past, and that in a damaged condition.
The frigate Mississippi, one of the best war steamers of the United States, was burned, and the rest retired down the river, badly repulsed.
We sustained no loss.
To-day, the Secretary of War sent in a paper indorsing Jud