An artillery officer in the Mexican war, 1846-7; . nl. Worth is, he says, on his way to thisplace. We have already more rank than I ever saw together—Major Genl. Patterson, Brig. Generals Twiggs, Pillow,Quitman, and Shields, Genl. Patterson being the this Division of the Army. Volunteers raised for thewar are hourly expected. Those who are now here are,at this time, indulging somewhat freely in frolicking, asa reward, I suppose, for the abstemiousness necessarilypractised during their long marches. Your old friend,Yawn, joins Genl. Pattersons Military family to-mor-row as clerk. He con
An artillery officer in the Mexican war, 1846-7; . nl. Worth is, he says, on his way to thisplace. We have already more rank than I ever saw together—Major Genl. Patterson, Brig. Generals Twiggs, Pillow,Quitman, and Shields, Genl. Patterson being the this Division of the Army. Volunteers raised for thewar are hourly expected. Those who are now here are,at this time, indulging somewhat freely in frolicking, asa reward, I suppose, for the abstemiousness necessarilypractised during their long marches. Your old friend,Yawn, joins Genl. Pattersons Military family to-mor-row as clerk. He conducts himself so well that it givesme pleasure to advance his interests. I spoke to to-day about him, mentioned under whatcircumstances he enlisted, the estimation in which hewas held by the business men of Charleston, etc. Breakfasted with Capt. Myers, and a friend or twoat a caf6—fried fish, venison steak, eggs, buckwheatcakes, fried bananas, and coffee, all neatly served andwell cooked. Dined at the same house with a mess—. MAJOR-GENERAL ROBERT PATTERSON In Mexico 17 Drs. Harney, Satterlee, and Cuyler—soup, baked fish,broiled and roasted duck (excellent) with lettucesalad, Irish and sweet potatoes. From these bills offare (omitting, as I do, an excellent bottle of cham-pagne at dinner) you will find that there is no danger ofmy starving. Were you here, I could live as happilyand comfortably as at any other place. Miss Chase, the lady (Irish) who distinguished her-self by raising the American flag as our Navy was com-ing up to town (three miles) from the bar, has invitedMrs. Col. Gates to come and take a room at her Col. has sent the invitation but does not knowwhether she will come or not. I would not experiencethe anxiety I should entertain at the idea of your be-ing on your way to this place for anything in thisworld. The Col. writes her that he will probably leavethis place before she can get here. Intending to write you daily, I will now
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