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hope will be this week, for I am very anxious to go to a land where the sun does not come down with so intence heat, and where one can find a shade tree once in a while, for here we have no trees are camped out in the hot sun. And ye, Gods. It comes with a burn upon our heads. One is continually sweating from morning til night. Then commences the little insect called Misquetoe which came around serandading and calling us Cosin. "Much to our discontent." Last Sunday week we embarked on board the steam ship John Rice. Soon after getting aboard a storm rose, and it commenced Thundering and Lightning. Soon the rain came down in torrents. Monday morning found us passing Just-Gains crossed the bar, and on the Gulf of Mexico. The Gulf was calm all day Monday & Tuesday. During Tuesday night a gale sprang up continuing all day Wednesday and the waves rolled high tossing our ship from one side to the other. Once the waves dashed oer the deck. We were all lying down at the back end of the ship and would slide sometimes from one side of the boat to the other. Wednesday afternoon we came in sight of Galveston. Crossed the bar. Entered the bay and landed at the warf. After reporting at head Quarters. we disembarked went into camp for the night and next morn moved out to the shur burbs of the city where we are now. Nearly suffecated with the heat, water being scarce, we have to get it hauled to us. And the Government has to pay