Sile B. is getting along very well, and I think by the time
I give him a few more lessons, he will be about right. But after all, it is no small job
to take charge of eighty or ninety ignorant negroes. It requires all the patience I
can muster to get along with them without cursing them. They come to me for everything
and all kind of complaints, but I do my best to get along smoothly with them.
Yesterday I had a good dinner of stewed black berries and green apple pies. It was
rather a treat. I hope if I have to stay in the army three years, I will be Colonel.
If I am not, it will not be because I will not aim for it. We drew for letters of
Co the other day, and I drew letter B. 2nd Ranking Captain in the Reg. I sent by the
Lt Col to Chicago for sword and belt, hat and trimmings, uniform coat, and pants, and
sash. I do not suppose he will get my coat and pants as he might not fit me. But he
will get the other things. I hope you will see him if he passes through Centralia. Yes,
and I sent for shoulder straps. The 1st Arkansas Reg is here. They are well uniformed
and equipped and very well drilled. I hope you have got the house and you and Sarah A.
are living in it. Kiss Zetty for me. Remember William
