reach through the prairie states and for long distances not a tree was to be seen and few houses, there was nothing to obstruct the vision as far as the eye could reach. The grain had all been threshed and strawstacks in every direction.\The scenery over the Rocky Mountains was grand. We could look straight up and see nothing but rock and looking down on the other side hundreds of feet where the river was running over rocks. For one day we rode through the desert and could see nothing but dry sand with now and then a small Indian village. Glenwood Springs, Col., was the finest I scenery on the whole trip, a small town in the valley between mountains and we could see fine apple and peach orchards with the finest fruit I ever saw. There are some fine valleys with excellent crops in Colorado.We arrived at Oakland, Cal,. Sept. 29 and our train with all on board were taken across the bay on the largest ferry boat in the world, the Southern Pacific, a distance of five miles, landing at Ft. McDowell. We left Frisco for the Cavalry camp and arrived at 12:15 the same day, Sept. 29, where we stayed five days and on Oct. 5 at 12:04 p. m. we boarded the steamship “Sherman” for Manila, there being 600 soldiers and 200 civilians on board. I was sea sick for eight days but I was not the only one, there were others, in fact all were sea sick. We saw nothing but rough sea till we reached Honolula on the Hawaian Islands, Oct. 12, where we remained until the 14th. This was the most beautiful place on our trip, fine houses and gardens and lovely scenery.We reached the island of Guam, Oct. 26, but did not land and sailed the same day for Manila arriying Oct. 29, where we remained until the 30th and left on another boat.Manila is an old town built by the Spaniards and has a wall around it built of stone, twenty feet high. We were on this boat a week before we landed at our destination. After we left Manilla we anchored on a bay to escape a storm and came out safe.This place is mostly swamp, and in great danger from wild animals and savage people. The head hunters of the natives are the Moro savages and if they can get a head of a soldier and take it to the chief he gets for his bravery a woman and also believes that he will go to Heaven on a white horse. We are now moving to another place to prepare for an outbreak of the Moros. There was just 1600 of these people killed since I have been here. I helped in the battle, but none of our men were hurt.The Moros have nothing to fight with except a long knife and a spear, while we have a rifle, a revolver and sabre.I am sending a picture of a battle and also of our new camps.Address, Private Hugh L. Hamman2d Cav., Manila, Troop H., Care Camp Overton, P. I.Philippine Islands