lley of grape from the enemy was directed at a group of our officers who were outside the breastworks.
Our men returned the volley.
The contest raged about an hour and a half, when we had the satisfaction, by a lucky shot, of knocking over the enemy's big gun, exploding a powder caisson, and otherwise doing much damage.
The fight was continued until dusk, and, as the moon rose, the enemy retired to camp in the Fair Ground, two miles away, and Lexington was our own again.
On Friday, the 13th, though a drenching rain had set in, the work of throwing up intrenchments went on, and the men stood almost knee-deep in mud and water, at their work.
We had taken the basement of the Masonic College, a building from which the eminence took its name; powder was obtained, and the men commenced making cartridges.
A foundry was fitted up, and 150 rounds of shot — grape and canister — were cast for each of our six-pounders.
Siege of Lexington, Mo.
Captain Joseph A. Wilson, of Lexington,