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Rh Washed by the storm till the paper grew

Every shade of a streaky blue,

That bulletin stood. The next day brought

A second.

Grant's investment is complete—

A semicircular one.

Both wings the Cumberland's margin meet,

Then, backwkard curving, clasp the rebel seat.

On Wednesday this good work was done;

But of the doers some lie prone.

Each wood, each hill, each glen was fought for;

The bold inclosing line we wrought for

Flamed with sharpshooters. Each cliff cost

A limb or life. But back we forced

Reserves and all; made good our hold;

And so we rest.

Events unfold.

On Thursday added ground was won,

A long bold steep: we near the Den.

Later the foe came shouting down

In sortie, which was quelled; and then

We stormed them on their left.

A chilly change in the afternoon;