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270 an Old Dish Kettle, and with a single bullet mold, was running bullets for the Army- one, at a time/- and in another place we saw, what we first thought was small firewood unclear up- but on inspection it proved to be dried meat, intended for the Army too- it was in strips about 4 feet long- and varying in size- say from- one- to- two inches, in diametre- and as hard, and stiff, as a stick of wood, /and of the same color, of a stick with the bark on,/- upon the whole it was a miserable place- and a more miserable, set of beings inhabiting the same Town, it very pleasantly situated however' and no doubt was at some time- a beautiful place- has that appearance /at least/,- the harbor is rather small but plenty of water for the largest class of vessell- and vessels can lay here safe at all times, it being so enclosed on all sides of high hills, and entirely shut in from the sea- the Town cannot be seen as you pass up, or down, the coast- and in fact/ it is difficult for persons to find- the entrance being so narrow, and hid so, by the hills- While coaling here- some of the U S Soldiers /passengers/, and the firemen on board, got into a Row- the U S Officer, and the Officers of the ship, with