We are in Camp from where I last wrote you, and have commenced the real life of a soldier. We have shelter tents, each man half a one which is a piece of canvas about four feet wide and seven feet long. Two men will put them together and put them up wedge shape and crawl under them on their hands and knees. They shelter us from the sun by day and the dew by night. We dig a small trench around them to carry off the water when it rains. They are open at each end. The Camp is laid out into Company streets and a strong guard posted all around it, and no soldier is allowed outside of the Camp without a pass from Colonel McDougall, The men know little of discipline yet and a whole company ran the guard yesterday and went into the city and some were brought back under guard. We have our guns and accoutrements and have to drill every day.
We have army rations and it is pretty hard for us, but will get used to the. Lieut. Elliot got me a pass so that I can get outside of the camp and get a good meal whenever I wish. The men do not like their tents and they are pulled down almost every night. Brother Will and Henry J. Cleveland are well. I hope to hear from you soon. Address as above.
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