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The Daily Dispatch: December 2, 1864., [Electronic resource], Sorghum sugar. (search)
Affairs at Petersburg. The Petersburg Express announces that the enemy have commenced building winter quarters around that city and are pushing them ahead rapidly. It says: "These quarters extend from a point near the river around beyond the Weldon railroad, some distance in the rear of their fortifications. These preparations have been postponed as long as practicable, with the hope, no doubt, that the army would be wintered in the comfortable houses of Petersburg and Richmond. Grant has, eventually, discovered the futility of all such hopes. The wooded country in this section has long since been thinned out by the demand for fires, and the building of winter quarters will, no doubt, clean out all the remaining timber of any value. "Some fifteen or twenty deserters came into our lines fright before last, claiming the protection offered them in the provisions of Order No. 65. which every one of them will receive from the Government. According to their nationality
The Daily Dispatch: December 2, 1864., [Electronic resource], article 1 (search)
This day. This is the anniversary of Austerlitz. If Grant should make his grand attack to-day, be may point to the rising sun, as Napoleon did at Borodino, and say, "Behold the sun of Austerlitz." Brilliantly as that luminary rose upon the plains of Moravia on this day fifty-nine years ago, its splendor was scarcely greater than it appears, at the time we are writing, likely to be on this anniversary of the great event that then occurred. The 2d of December is a famous day in French history. On this day, exactly sixty years ago, Napoleon the First was crowned Emperor of the French by the Pope, who had come all the way from Rome to perform that office; a thing that the world, so far as we know, had not witnessed since the coronation of Chestermagne, whose iron crown Napoleon , as he said, in a gutter, and put upon his own head. It is remarkable that after all, the Holy Father did not the crown on his head; for, with the natural impatience of his temper, he became tired of