Among the trophies, I have one piece of artillery, two hundred stand of arms, mostly English Enfield rifles, and a stand of rebel colors.
But I did not intend to scribble at this length.
I commenced to tell you how I got along, being sick as I was, and have got entirely off the track.
The excitement kept me up until after the battle, when my powers of endurance gave way, and I had to come down in the bottom of an ambulance, from which I issued my orders until I got back here on the nineteenth, then I was confined to my bed for several days.
I had been, when the battle closed, forty hours in the saddle, with a burning fever all the time — had eaten nothing for several days, and drank gallons of dirty, warm water.
But such is a soldier's life, and if they don't like it they should not go to war.
I know not what I am to do in future.
I have given up all idea of getting troops, and shall make no more applications.
The weather is very warm here now, and much sickness prevails