down stairs to Shaw & H. Hills.
Previously told Ripley the detail
of land-matters at Galveston, to write
to World, in absence of Howell. Into
coach, hastily to levee. There aboard
the Laurel Hill, a big Mississippi
boat, with cannon shot through chim-
ney stack. Capt Thomas, its com-
mander, very civil to us, also Clerk
Brayfogle. Delay. All three ashore
and to Southern Restaurant or din-
ner. Back. Off at 5. Past the
North Star and up the river. At
Carrollton, 12 miles above, taking
on troops, 5 companies of N. H. regi-
ment. In big cabin, my self scribbling
the twain playing euchre, to the
accompaniment of a bottle of whiskey.
10. Saturday. A rainy morning.
By 9 at Baton Rouge. Debarka-
tion. Collared by an Irish lieutenant
attacked to Provost Marshal�s, in mis-
take for expected gambler and spy,