The sight of the majestic "Father of waters" is denied me. I can only see the smoke of its floating Palaces or hear their shrill whistle - Pent up in the narrow limits of a military camp after having spent a long & eventful life with liberty unrestrained - I feel indignant & almost desperate, a life in the army for a man of my temperament & former habits is bad enough at best - but when I am brought down to such a rigid discipline as this it is a little more than I am prepared to endure without complaint  But O, happy day! in the bright future when the necessity for these things will have passed away & peace shall have been conquered. I am somewhat nervous to day & have written a verry poor letter - I hope to be able to do myself Justice next time - I don't like to complain of ill health every time - I had felt much better for a few days than I have for months - but do not feel so well to day - I have been on heavy duty for 3-4 days and the sun is so verry hot that it has rather worsted me again  Well dear Mary I must close - give my love to all & remember me in your prayers & may Our Father be your God is the prayer of your husband ever L A Garrett
