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The bitter cup / Of that hard countermand / Which gave the Envoys up, / Still was wormwood in the mouth, / And clouds involved the land, / When, pelted by sleet in the icy street, / About the bulletin-board a band / Of eager, anxious people met, / And every wakeful heart was set / On latest news from West or South. / "No seeing here," cries one -- "don't crowd -- " / "You tall man, pray you, read aloud."
IMPORTANT. / _We learn that General Grant, / Marching from Henry overland, / And joined by a force up the Cumberland sent / (Some thirty thousand the command), / On Wednesday a good position won -- / Began the siege of Donelson.