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vement has taken place, and perfect quiet prevails. The Yankee gunboats still infest the river, but seem to have suspended their waste of ammunition in shelling the woods. Fort Clifton and other points on the shores of the James and the Appomattox. Beast Batler, pent up in a narrow ship of land in the county of Chesterfield, has ample time to send lying dispatches to Washington of the extent of his operations; but should he attempt to widen his sphere of action by another advance upon Gen Beauregard, he will doubtless find that officer ready to meet him.--Meantime the people must be patient. Exciting news cannot be constantly coming, and the present full in events will prevent a surfer of the popular appetite when the storm breaks loose afresh. From Gen. Lee's army. Persons who left the lines yesterday represent everything quiet in that direction. The War Office had no news of interest last right, and beyond a report that some vitality was apparent on the enemy's right (ou
Representations of the facts were made to the commander, and to day it is reported that they will be brought in. Reinforcements have arrived. Some of the fresh troops were longer on their way to the front than was anticipated or believed necessary, but they are here now, and will soon have an opportunity of retrieving their tardiness by acts of gallantry. Bukler's Reverse on the Southside — his falling back. The Herald contains a smoothed over account of Butler's defeat by Beauregard on Monday week We make the following extracts: Ominous silence had prevailed since two A M. It was now after four. The misty atmosphere gave a kind of terror to almost every object, and loomed up in unnatural proportions and outlines from the dark, hazy shadows of departing night.--All was vigilance and anxiety, except where here and there lay a weary soldier, slumbering on his moist and earthy pillow. The assault of the enemy on our right was made with cavalry, artillery, and