Of course, in spite of all our efforts, smuggling is carried on.

We occasionally make hauls of clothing, gold-lace, buttons, etc., but I am satisfied that salt and arms are got to the interior somehow.

I have addressed the Board of Trade a letter on this point, which will enable us to control it better.
You may have been troubled at hearing reports of drunkenness here.
There was some after pay-day, but generally all is as quiet and orderly as possible.

I traverse the city every day and night, and assert that Memphis is and has been as orderly a city as St.Louis, Cincinnati, or New York.
Before the city authorities undertook to license saloons, there was as much whiskey here as now, and it would take all my command as customhouse inspectors, to break open all the parcels and packages containing liquor.

I can destroy all groggeries and shops where soldiers get liquor just as we would in St.Louis.
The newspapers are accusing me of cruelty to the sick; as base a charge as was ever made.