It keeps the people on a strain, destroys business, and the health of the troops at Tampa is, to my mind, in much greater danger than it would be on the hills around Havana, where, as Scovel says, there is as much yellow fever as there is snow.

Tell Dad to urge them to act promptly.

In the meanwhile I am having a magnificent time.

I am burned and hungry and losing about a ton of fat a day, and I sleep finely.

The other night the Porter held us up, but it was a story that never got into the papers.