It is stated that Russell, the war special of the London Times, being severely repulsed by the military authorities—in fact, drummed out of camp—is about to quit the country in high dudgeon and report the insult to his employers. Let him be cool, and not act too hastily. The intention was of the most benevolent kind. It was to save him from striking on a snag; for such was the hostility enkindled against him among the rank and file as well as the officers of the army, by his misrepresentation of the battle of Manassas, which he never saw, that, as sure as his name is Bull Run Russell, Bombastes Furioso, or whatever else he may wish to call himself, he would never have returned alive had he been permitted to follow in the wake of our army. He ought, therefore, to feel grateful rather than angry. He might perhaps be allowed to accompany the rebel army if he could only run fast enough and if he could get a pass to cross our lines. But, inasmuch as his letters would be likely to become very old before he could send them off, we would advise him to make New York his headquarters, where he can still write letters about the campaign. He need not go home so suddenly. He can find in the papers all he wants—much greater accuracy about facts, later intelligence and better ideas about the war than be was in the habit of transmitting to Printing House square. He can have the free use of our columns and we will not even ask him to acknowledge the source of his indebtedness. By no means let him run home in a huff; for everybody would laugh at him. He can make a very readable correspondence out of the news and editorial articles of the New York Herald.
The New York Herald, New York, NY