Sept. 2, 1861 The Company has joined the rest of the 4th. It looks like while we were workin on the Sabine, other companies in the unit were working elsewhere and assembling. The 4th Texas Infantry is now a complete unit. We are moving to Vicksburg, Miss. Thousands of men are marching in the heat and dust toward the war. At first, my feet were blistered from all the walking in these issue shoes. I don't know if the shoes or my feet got broke in, but I don't get blisters any more. We'll be goin to Vicksburg where some of the 2nd Texas is garrisoned. From there, rumor has it that we'll be getting on a train for transportation futher east. I don't know where we'll end up. At least we're not in the swamps any more. Several of the men have been left behind because of illness. Mostly swamp fever. One of the diseases we fear most is colera. With this many men together, getting pure drinking water is a chore. The Captain has us filling our canteens from wells whenever we get a chance. He says too many of the men use the streams for things other than drinkin. So far, every one is getting to be in pretty good shape. The daily marching is combined with unit formation and drills in the evening. Those that could come with the company when we left the Sabine, have improved and gotten tougher. We are really military now. We also work hard on musketry drills. Fer near an hour each day, we load, shoot, and advance by the numbers. It's a mighty impressive thing seein company after company forming attack lines and advancing on an objective as one body. I can understand why those yankees ran at Bull Run. A volley from a hundred muskets makes a fearsome noise. The gun smoke gets so thick that you have to move through it before you can see to shoot again. We practice advancing in two ranks. When the order to prepare to fire comes, the front rank kneels so's the back rank can fire their muskets over the front one's heads. The aim is to be able to fire three volleys a minute. It ain't like most folks think. We use paper cartridges which have the powder and minie-ball in them. When we first stop to volley, the ramrods are stuck in the ground a little in front and to the side of us. When we fire, we first blow down the bore of the musket to clear it of any burning powder or paper and soften the powder residue. Then we draw a cartridge out of the cardridge box and bite the back end off of it. Next we pour the powder in the musket and then ram the ball with the paper still on it home with the ramrod. We cock the musket, put a new cap on it, and we're ready to shoot again. The first sarg. says that doin it by the numbers prevents men from double charging their muskets and allows us to fire volleys all together. We're gonna have to remember to pick up our ramrods when we advance however, or we'll have to find another one from somewhere else. When we get the chance we practice movement with other companies. The Captain says that if we attack an objective, we must be able to move as one with others around us. At the end of the day, we're pretty tired. The men take the time at night before sleeping to either write their folks or get someone else to do it for them. My squad has four of us in it that can write, so we write for the others when they want, and read their letters to them when mail arrives. Elizabeth writes me near every week, but when we're movin like we are, I don't get her mail. When we get to Vicksburg, I guess I'll have some readin to do. I write her often, and drop the mail off at post offices as we go through towns. I hope she's getin it and knows I'm fine. These sure are a good bunch of men. Charles Willson, Jasper Cockrell, and I have become good friends. We all knew each other on the square before the war started, but are in the same squad together now. We have asked and received permission to visit a traveling Lodge in the Regiment that has been given permission to meet by the Texas Masonic Grand Lodge. Once or twice, I have been able to visit at local Lodges I have seen along the way across Lousianna. There are several other Freemasons in the unit as well. We often get together at night and talk about our common interest.