divided his forces, and sent a corps on towards Erzeroum.
No sooner did the garrison of Kars obtain knowledge
of this, than they made a sortie and surprised the
Russians in the night of the 16th and 17th of August. Great
was the confusion in the camp of the Russians, who fled,
abandoning their luggage and a number of prisoners.
The corps that threatened Erzeroum has marched back
again in all haste. Kerim Pasha commanded the Turks
who sallied out of Kars. Erzeroum contained a garrison
of 4,000 regulars and 25,000 Bashi-bazouks."——A
despatch from Kars of the 17th ult., says: "Though the
Russians still intercept communications with Erzeroum,
and have burnt the villages round about, they have no
means of attacking either Kars or Erzeroum."
Intelligence from the allied squadrons in the Pacific,
contained in the San Francisco papers, has been
confirmed by despatches from Admiral Bruce, the
Commander of the British squadron. The accounts are to
the following purport:—The British squadron, under
Admiral Bruce, consisted of eight ships mounting 190
guns; the French squadron, under Admiral Fournichon,
consisted of four ships mounting 164 guns. Their
destination was the fortified town of Petropaulovski, the
capital of Kamschatka. When the Allies attacked this
place in September last year, they failed to destroy it,
and returned to the Pacific station, leaving behind them
two Russian men-of-war, the Aurora and the Dwina.
In order to prevent the escape of these ships, the
Admiralty, early in the present year, sent the steamers
Barracouta and Encounter to blockade Petropaulovski. In
the mean time, the Russians had greatly strengthened
the defences, and doubled the number of guns. When,
however, the Allies appeared before the place in May,
they beheld the American flag flying instead of the
Russian; and on landing they found that the town was
entirely deserted by the enemy, and tenanted only by
two Americans and a Frenchman. They also learnt,
that on the 17th April, the Aurora and Dwina, with a
transport carrying the garrison, and three American
whalers carrying stores, had evaded the blockading
ships, and escaped in safety to the Amoor river. The
Russian Admiral, too, whose frigate, the Diana, was
destroyed in Japan, had also escaped the Barracouta and
Encounter, and had run into the harbour. On landing,
the Allies destroyed everything, but found no guns, the
armament of the place having been either buried or
carried to the Amoor. After destroying Petropaulovski,
the greater part of the Allied fleets returned to their
stations on the American coast, passing by Sitka and
the Aleutian Islands to San Francisco; where some had
arrived on the 26th July, and others were expected daily.
Two British ships, however, the Pique and the Amphitrite,
sailed for the Amoor river. Sitka was spared, as
being exempted from all liability to hostilities on the
part of the British by a convention concluded between
the Hudson's Bay Company and the Russian American
Company.
Intelligence has been received from the squadron in
the White Sea to the end of July.
"A smart affair took place on the 17th in the Gulf of
Kandalaska between the boats of H.M. Ariel, Commander
Luce, and a strong body of Russian troops, the
result of which was the complete destruction of the
town of Kandalak, with the exception of the church.
In this little affair we had three men badly wounded.
It is added that the presence of the squadron in the
White Sea has put an end to all trade except such as
may be carried on by land or in little boats that pull
close to the shore."
Since the attack on Sweaborg no operation of magnitude
has taken place in the Baltic. On the 8th ult.,
Captain Otter, of H.M. ship Firefly, destroyed the
Russian magazines and stores at Brandon, the sea-port
of Wasa in the Gulf of Bothnia, and took or burnt
several small vessels. The magazines were fifty or sixty
in number, containing coals, tar, resin, salt, spars,
boats, &c. This service was performed without any
casualty whatever.
The Scotsman publishes an interesting letter from
Mr. Easton, the surgeon of the Cossack, captured at
Hango.
"Wladimir, August 5.—I left St. Petersburg on the
afternoon of Saturday the 14th of July, I think, escorted
by a gendarme officer and two of his men, and travelled
along the celebrated but most uninteresting road from
St Petersburg to Moscow; reaching the latter place
on Tuesday afternoon, and leaving it at eleven o'clock
p.m. We reached Wladimir about noon next day, after
a fatiguing journey of four days. Here I am planted
in the midst of Russia. The Governor is very kind;
and his lady speaks English most admirably, and uses
it to promote my comfort and happiness by every means
possible. In truth, I am overwhelmingly indebted to
Lady Annenkoff for her unceasing benefits, taking from
exile most of its sting. I have good quarters and kindness
from all I meet: what can I desire more, except
liberty? Wladimir is a very beautiful town, situate on
a small river called the Kliasme, which waters the
plain above which the town stands. It is choke-full of
picturesque churches, very old, and very noisy when
their bells are clinking, which is pretty frequently. I
send you an account of what came under my knowledge
at Hango. I see from the St. Petersburg Journal very
erroneous accounts have been published.
"June 4 or 5—(I am not quite sure of the date)—the
Cossack anchored off Hango, for the purpose of setting
at liberty several Finnish merchant-captains taken
prisoners in the Gulf of Finland. On this service a cutter
with eleven men, under the command of Lieutenant
Geneste, accompanied by Mr. Sullivan, was ordered to
proceed on shore, hoisting a flag of truce (white flag).
I, hearing there was a boat to be sent to the shore to
land the prisoners, thought I might as well take advantage
of the chance of a walk, however short. Three
stewards were sent in the boat, to purchase, if allowed,
milk, eggs, &c. Being a medical man, I of course paid
no attention to any of the arrangements connected with
the boat, so that I did not know there were any arms in
her; nor did I think it necessary to pay any attention
as to flags, except that I sometimes called out to let the
flag of truce be well seen. The boat, bearing the white
flag in her bows lashed to a boarding-pike, was pulled
under the telegraph station; the Finnish captain,
Lundstrom, I think, directing where to land. Inside the point
of land on which the telegraph is placed, we found a
small harbour with a wooden pier, which we went
alongside of. Lieutenant Geneste then gave orders to
the sailors not to leave the boat, but to put on the pier
the luggage belonging to the prisoners. Geneste,
Sullivan, myself, the three stewards, and the prisoners,
landed on the pier; one of the stewards taking the
white flag with him. We had only taken a few steps
when from all sides a fire was opened on us. I saw for
the first time soldiers, and, at a hurried glance, I
thought about a hundred of them had surrounded us.
The first I saw fall was Lundstrom; next, one of the
stewards. I immediately jumped into the water to get
to the boat, but saw she had drifted a little from the
landing-place, with several of the sailors seemingly dead
in her. Seeing no other means of escape, I got under
the pier, thinking, if not discovered, I might manage
to get off to the ship at night. I found that one of the
stewards, wounded, and one of the sailors,
unwounded, also one of the Finnish captains, had likewise
taken shelter under the pier. The affair seemed to
be over in an instant, there being no resistance on
our side—in fact no time for it. After a short time,
all being quiet, the Finnish captain left the pier, and
shortly after returned with men from the village;
when of course we became prisoners. We were placed
in waggons and taken to Ekenas; where, to my great
delight, I found Geneste and Sullivan, with three
of our men unwounded, and three others wounded.
While under the pier, I of course did not know the fate
of the others, but, from the firing, thought all except the
two with me had fallen. We were very kindly treated
when prisoners, and everything was done for the
wounded that could possibly be done. ROBERT T.
EASTON, Surgeon, R.N."
Sir Charles Napier has published the correspondence
between Sir James Graham and himself during the
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