May 30 — Day dawned and the sun rose in its undimmed splendor this morning and all is quiet and still around old Vicksburg — not even the firing of a gun can be heard around our line. Those boats spoken of yesterday are still in sight above town — anchored out. 7 o’clock p.m. Mortars shelling us from the other side of the river and the gunboat dropping a shell occasionally from below.
