...n the afternoon (as I remember), I being again in the store with but one door ajar, came a roar of shoutings and imprecations and crowding feet down Common street. Hurrah for Jeff Davis! Hurrah for Jeff Davis ! Shoot them! Kill them! Hang them! I locked the door on the outside, and ran to the front of the mob, bawling with the rest, Hurrah for Jeff Davis! About every third man there had a weapo...