advanced trenches, which the Russians had broken down.
They had evidently been slain in pursuit of the enemy.
The Russians appeared to treat their dead with great
respect. The soldiers I saw were white-faced, and
seemed ill-fed, though many of them had powerful
frames, square shoulders, and broad chests. All their
dead who fell within and near our lines were stripped of
boots and stockings. The cleanliness of their feet, and,
in most cases, of their coarse linen shirts, was remarkable.
Several sailors of the 'equipages' of the fleet of
Sebastopol were killed in the attack. They were generally
muscular, fine stout fellows, with rough, soldierly faces.
The Russians carried off all the dead which lay outside
our lines to the town, passing down between the mamelon
and the Round Tower. In the midst of all this stern
evidence of war, a certain amount of lively conversation
began to spring up, in which the Russian officers indulged
in a little badinage. Some of them asked our officers
'when we were coming in to take the place?' others,
'when we thought of going away?' Some congratulated
us upon the excellent opportunity we had of
getting a good look at Sebastopol, as the chance
of a nearer view, except on similar occasions, was
not, in their opinion, very probable. One officer
asked a private confidentially, in English, how many
men we sent into the trenches? 'Begorra, only
seven thousand a night, and a wake covering party
of ten thousand,' was the ready reply. The officer
laughed, and turned away. At one time a Russian
with a litter stopped by a dead body, and put it
into the litter. He looked round for a comrade to
help him. A Zouave at once advanced with much
grace and lifted it, to the infinite amusement of the
bystanders; but the joke was not long-lived, as a
Russian brusquely came up and helped to carry off
his dead comrade. In the town we could see large
bodies of soldiery in the streets, assembled at the
corners, and in the public places. Probably they
were ordered out to make a show of their strength.
The Russians denied that Prince Menschikoff was
dead, but they admitted that Admiral Isturmin was
killed. He was one of the principal officers engaged
in the destruction of the Turkish fleet at Sinope;
and the Czar had rewarded him by giving an order of
St. George of higher distinction than that worn by
Prince Menschikoff, and of a class which is generally
accorded only to successful generals who have conducted
an army and closed a triumphant campaign. A
distinguished-looking man, who complained that he was
likely to be deprived of his cruise in his yacht this year
by the war, was pointed out to us as Prince Bariatinski.
Owing to some misunderstanding or other, a little fusillade
began among the riflemen on the left during the
armistice, and disturbed our attention for a moment;
but it was soon terminated. General Bosquet and
several officers of rank of the allied army visited the
trenches during the armistice; and staff-officers were
present on both sides to see that the men did not go out
of bounds. The armistice was over about three o'clock.
Scarcely had the white flag disappeared behind the
parapet of the mamelon before a round-shot from the
sailors' battery went slap through one of the embrasures
of the Russian work, and dashed up a great pillar
of earth inside. The Russians at once replied, and the
noise of cannon soon re-echoed through the ravines.
It was curious to observe the masses of shot and shell
in the ravines which had been fired by the enemy at our
men on their way to and from the trenches. It was
impossible for them to see us, but they poured their shot
and shell right into the path from the Round Tower,
the mamelon, and the ships."

Captain Hill, of the 89th lost his life by an
unfortunate accident. Proceeding to post his pickets in
advance of the extreme left, Captain Hill got too near
the Russians; he replied in French to their challenge,
thinking they were French; two fired, and Captain
Hill fell, wounded. The two or three men with him
ran back for assistance; but when they returned, his
body had been removed. Another officer lost his life
through an unfortunate mistake. On the night of the
17th, Dr. Leblanc, surgeon of the 9th regiment, left his
tent, and, as he was near-sighted, it is supposed that he
lost his way. He reached the French camp; and, not
answering the "qui vie" of the sentinel, he was shot
dead. General Canrobert wrote to Lord Raglan
expressing great sorrow for this unhappy occurrence.

In this manner things went on till the 9th instant,
when the long expected bombardment commenced. The
French and English approaches had been carried nearer
and nearer the Russian lines; a constant fire had been
kept up on both sides, with several bloody conflicts in
the trenches. One of these was brought about by the
meeting of two adverse working parties in front of the
right attack; which shows the fatal proximity of the
rival armies. Assailed by a very superior force, the
English managed, nevertheless, to defeat their
opponents, but with a loss to themselves of one officer—
Lieutenant "Inkerman" Jones of the Seventh, and 37
killed and wounded. The enemy's loss is computed at
150. M. St. Laurent, commanding the French
Engineers on the right attack, and Captain Bainbridge,
Royal Engineers, have been killed, the former by a rifle,
the latter by a shell. There are despatches from
Lord Raglan to Lord Panmure, dated respectively the
3rd and 7th instant, and enclosing reports from Dr.
Hall, and the usual return of casualties. Dr. Hall
reports a marked improvement in the health of the
troops. Hospital preparations for a "sudden
emergency" had been made both in the camp and by the
sea transport service, for 2080 men.

"Battalions and considerable convoys," Lord Raglan
writes on the 7th, "have entered the town, and other
bodies of troops have been seen to leave the north side.
The garrison has been constantly engaged in adding to
the works, and particularly in connecting the rifle-pits
in the immediate front of our right attack; and, as we
have pushed forward, the fire upon our advance has
occasioned more loss, I deeply regret to say, than we have
sustained since the sortie of the 23rd March."

The following despatch from Lord Raglan, dated the
10th instant, gives a brief account of the opening of the
bombardment.

"My Lord,—In accordance with the arrangement
made between General Canrobert and myself, the
batteries of the French and English armies opened upon
Sebastopol soon after daylight yesterday morning. The
weather was extremely unpropitious. Much rain had
fallen in the course of the night, and it continued during
the day, accompanied by a tempestuous wind and a
heavy mist, which obscured everything, and rendered it
impossible to ascertain, with any degree of accuracy, the
effect of the fire, which has been continued with little
or no interruption from the commencement, and has
been superior to that of the enemy, who were evidently
taken by surprise, and, except upon the extreme left,
did not respond to the attack for nearly half an hour.

"This morning has been hazy, and for some time there
was a drizzling rain, but it is clearing this afternoon,
and there is again a prospect of fine weather. The
country yesterday was covered with water, and the
ground was again very deep. The trenches were
likewise extremely muddy, and their condition added
greatly to the labours of the men employed in the
batteries, who consisted chiefly of sailors, artillerymen,
and sappers. They conducted their duties admirably,
and I am sorry to say that the two former, particularly
the navy, sustained considerable loss.

"I have not yet received the returns of the casualties
beyond the 9th instant, which are herewith enclosed;
but the death of Lieutenant Twyford, of the Royal
Navy, a most promising officer, and greatly respected by
all, has been notified to me; and Captain Lord John
Hay, who has taken a most active part in the gallant
and distinguished services of the Naval Brigade, was
wounded almost at the very moment, I believe by the
same shot. I hope the injury he has received is not
very serious, but the loss of his assistance, even for a
time, is much to be regretted. The Russians have not
shown themselves in any force in front of Balaklava."

The correspondent of the Times, writing on the 9th
while the bombardment was going on, gives a description
of the scene.

"On Easter Sunday (he says) the French had grand
mass in each of their camps, with all the pomp of
military bands, and divine service was performed, as
usual, in each of the English divisions. Our sailors