I received yours of the 22nd on the 26th with pleasure. I should have answered earlier but the intolerable hot weather almost entirely precludes the idea of writing. we go out early mornings for drill, and drill until the scorching rays of the sun begin to tell on us, then come in unfit for anything during the remainder of the day, except doing our best to keep cool which is an impossibillity, and growing desperate over our futile attempts to drive away the myriads of flys which infest this region and bite equally a fierce as mosquitoes who also 'by the way' favor us at night with their reviving melodies.
Now before I forget I am going to make a desperate appeal for reading matter which I am entirely destitute of and which is in great demand. it being impossible almost, to write or sleep which all have a strong inclination to do on account of the hot weather and the innumerable aggravating flys, but with a cigar, which we manufacture ourselves for we have come across a secesh plantation where there is an immense tobacco house full of the weed nicely cured in a natural state, and helped ourselves to enough to last us till next spring, with a sigar (as I was saying) and something to read. for the former keeps the flys at a distance, and the latter is conducive to sleep, which if one is fortunate enough to enjoy during this tedious dogday weather then he is a lucky man for after one lapses off into forgetfulnes or "goes home" as the soldiers term it, with a red bandanna over his face or a newspaper, and wakes up after a peaceful nap he can get through the rest of the day quite easily.