Lieut. Oakes took me with him on a business trip. All over the walled and outside city. Much impressed with the oddity and strangeness of everything. Water buffaloes and coolies carrying heavy boxes, four to a box. Diminutive horses. Wild-looking women with loose hair. Pretty little native children. Massive looking cathedrals, obsolete guns and fortifications. It all forms a curious medley in my mind. It seems that they are fighting on the north line, on the south line and between those lines and the city. A large garrison in the city, no one, citizen or soldier, allowed on the street after 8:30 P.M.
