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Very Late from Richmond.

[From the Richmond Whig, June 14.]

The brilliant operations of Gen. Jackson in the Valley of the Shenandoah, crippling and dispersing the forces of Milroy and Schenck at McDowell, — of Banks at Front Royal and Winchester, — of Fremont at Cross Keys, and Shields at Port Republic, have had a wide reaching and important bearing on the war. These several columns were to have been consolidated and brought across the Blue Ridge en route for Richmond. When they reached the Rappahannock, McDowell, with his Fredericksburg army, was to fall into line, and the united columns were to be precipitated on the devoted city from the North. At the same time, it is probably Burnside was expected to be on hand from the South, advancing up the South-side of the James from the direction of Suffolk, in conjunction with the Monitor and its consorts in the river. The Capital being thus assailed from the North and South, McClellan was to make the grand attack from the East, in front.

The plan was a gigantic one, and, in all probability, would have succeeded, but for the masterly movements of Jackson, completely paralyzing the Valley force, and compelling McDowell to detach a large portion of his army to save Banks and Company from demolition, and their capital from capture. Thus left without co-operation and succor, McClellan is afraid to strike. Within sound almost of the church bells of Richmond, within sight almost of the long coveted treasure, a sudden disappointment strikes him, a cold tremor seizes him, and he shrinks and hides like a craven in the dismal marshes of the Chickahominy — one day sending to Washington a braggart and mendacious bulletin of what his invincible army has done and is about to do, and the next bawling with all his might for reinforcements. For the present, at least, he is cornered by the bold dash of Jackson — the next move should be a checkmate.