The prison could not hold the half of those arrested.

They were all, however, discharged next morning, for the simple reason that the Mayor and the aldermen had been themselves engaged in so many pugilistic combats during the night that they were altogether disabled from attending to their magisterial duties next day.
Our readers, however, may be quite assured that, even in the wildest whirl of the tremendous excitement around them, all the members of the Baltimore Gun Club did not lose their heads.

In spite of the determined opposition of the _Belfasters_ who would not allow the Bloomsbury dispatch to be read at the special meeting called that evening, a few succeeded in adjourning to a committee-room, where Joseph Wilcox, Esq., presiding, our old friends Colonel Bloomsbury, Major Elphinstone, Tom Hunter, Billsby the brave, General Morgan, Chief Engineer John Murphy, and about as many more as were sufficient to form a quorum, declared themselves to be in regular session, and proceeded quietly to debate on the nature of Captain Bloomsbury's dispatch.
Was it of a nature to justify immediate action or not?
Decided unanimously in the affirmative.

Why so?
Because, whether actually true or untrue, the incident it announced was not impossible.

Had it indeed announced the Projectile to have fallen in California or in South America, there would have been good valid reasons to question its accuracy.