Mr. Seward to Mr. Adams.

No. 833.]

Sir: I enclose copies of the Morning Chronicle, of this city, of yesterday, which contain an article from the Richmond Examiner, of the 25th ultimo, relative to the stranding and destruction of the blockade-runner Vesta, near Wilmington. The article confesses that at least a part of the cargo of the steamer was the property of the insurgent government, so called. You may consequently find it useful as cumulative proof of the fact that their resistance is prolonged by the introduction of such supplies in that way. It is not unlikely that the vessel itself was also really owned by the same party.

I am, sir, your obedient servant,

WILLIAM H. SEWARD.

Charles F. Adams, Esq., &c., &c., &c.

The blockade.Wreck of the steamer Vesta.

We have the particulars of another disaster off the Carolina coast—the wreck of the Vesta, one of the finest steamers in the blockade-running line. The incidents are obtained from a confederate officer, who was a passenger from Bermuda.

The following is a list of the Vesta’s passengers: Mrs. John Mitchell, Miss Minnie Mitchell, Miss Isabel Mitchell, Mr. T. J. Leed, England; Mr. Perrin, Confederate States navy; Lieut. J. H. Gardner, Confederate States navy; Dr. William Shepherdson, Confederate States navy; Paymaster Moses, Confederate States navy; Mr. Kirlebane, Bermuda.

This was the first trip of the Vesta from England. She was a double-screw steamer, perfect in all appointments, and commanded by Captain R. H. Eustace, an Englishman.

The Vesta left Bermuda on the 3d instant. For seven days she was chased over the seas by a number of Yankee cruisers, but succeeded in eluding them, and on the 10th instant made the coast in the vicinity of Wilmington. Being compelled to lay to, she was descried by a Yankee cruiser, which gave chase, and in half an hour more eleven Yankee vessels were pouncing down upon the suddenly discovered prey. The Vesta, although apparently surrounded, ran the gauntlet in splendid style, through one of the most stirring scenes which the war has yet witnessed on the water. Some of the cruisers attempted to cross her bows and cut her off, but she was too rapid for this manoeuvre, and at half a mile’s distance some of the cruisers opened their broadsides upon her, while five others in chase were constantly using their bow guns, exploding shells right over the decks of the devoted vessel. Fortunately no one was hurt, and the vessel ran the gauntlet, raising her flag in defiance, suffering only from a single shot, which, though it passed amidships, above the water-line, happily escaped the machinery.

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But the trouble seems to have commenced with what the passengers anticipated to be the triumphant escape from their captors; for the captain and the first officer, Tickler, are reported to have become outrageously drunk after the affair was over and the night had fallen. It is said that the captain was asleep on the quarter-deck, stupefied with drink, when he should have put the ship on land; and that at 2 o’clock in the morning he directed the pilot to take the ship ashore, telling him that the ship was ten miles above Fort Fisher, when the fact was that she was about forty miles to the southward of Fryingpan shoals.

Fifteen minutes afterwards the Vesta made land, the pilot having run her so far ashore that it was impossible to get her off. She was run aground at Little River inlet; the passengers landed in boats minus their baggage; and, although there were no cruisers in sight, and not the least occasion for precipitation, the vessel, with all her valuable cargo, was fired before daylight, by order of Captain Eustace, and burned to the water’s edge. The cruisers did not get up to the wreck until two o’clock on the afteraoon of the next day, and then they were attracted to it by the smoke from the conflagration.

The cargo of the Vesta was of the most valuable description; three-fourths of it on government account, consisting of army supplies, and including a very extensive lot of English shoes. There was also lost by the wreck a splendid uniform, intended as a present to General Lee, from some of his admirers in London. Nothing of any account was saved.