Qr. Master Sergt. Howe:
From a Letter:
January 14, 1862. Tuesday.
Stormed all day. Quite monotonous. No land in sight. At night we came to a standstill, it was so foggy. There are heavy swells, we sail slowly, stop often. It cleared up a little at noon. Saw two sails on the port bow, land on the starboard, supposed to be Cape Charles. Made towards it, direction southwest. , It grows thick again. Stopped and cast anchor. We are about thirty miles from the mouth of Chesapeake Bay, anchored in eight fathoms (48 feet). It seems as if we might have been in, ere this, and owe the delay to the fact that twenty-five dollars per day is paid for the use of the steamer. I saw four whales, two passed on our starboard side, quite a sight. The Colonel continues sick. I am O. K.
2d Lieut. Elliot:
Morning fair and pleasant really I have enjoyed our trip this far.
Our boys are feeling the effects of Sea sickness in its much hideous forms. some of them have hardly left their bunks since starting from Boston but keep down in that hold where they are continually breathing that confined and impure air. when if they would come up on deck they would feel much better then they do now.
Tomorrow we expect to make Fortress Monroe. and then I shall see lots of friends I suppose for there are a number of my acquaintances at that place especially in the Richardson Light Infantry.
Corpl. B. B. Smith:
Out of sight of boston and the
Islands. a fine day. some of
The Boys begin to feel sea