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 reviveing melodies

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