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The Daily Dispatch: January 18, 1865., [Electronic resource], article 1 (search)
"making a heavy demonstration against their rear," may retake the fort. The following official telegram was received at the War Department last night: "Headquarters, January 15, 1865. "Hon. J. A. Seddon: "General Early reports that General Rosser, at the head of three hundred men, surprised and captured the garrison at Beverly, Randolph county, on the 11th instant, killing and wounding a considerable number and taking five hundred and eighty prisoners. His loss slight. R. E. Lee." It was reported yesterday that General John C. Breckinridge had been made Secretary of War of the Confederate States. We could obtain on confirmation of the report in official circles; but there are reasons for believing it. General Breckinridge was expected to arrive in the city last night. It was also reported that Colonel Northrop, Commissary-General, had been displaced. Judge Halyburton, of the Confederate Court for the Eastern District of Virginia, or yesterday
The Daily Dispatch: January 18, 1865., [Electronic resource], article 1 (search)
Moreover, having always been in the service of the cavaliers, and having held out against Cromwell, it could not be expected to take the oath of allegiance to Lincoln and Butler. Dutch gap was rather too outlandish for its aristocratic stomach. Instead of blowing up the James river, the final explosion seems to have blown up General Butler, who disappeared about the time of that concussion. Butler and Dutch gap have come to an end together. Lovely in their lives, in their deaths they were not divided. In the meantime, Richmond is quiet, and the James as quiet as if he had not put a quietus upon Dutch gap Calm and composed as Robert E. Lee after a great victory, the James is awaiting, with unruffled serenity, what will come next. Long may it flow, untrammeled and majestic, to the sea. The heels of hostile armaments may plough for awhile its disdainful tides, but, like their armies, they can only hold the space they occupy; and the surrounding waters will yet sing their requiem.