Got off at 2.30 p.m. and passed down past our old battlefield, and past the burnt evident of wars grim terrors. Natives on bank cried, “Adios Wn.” Below Macati Co F cascoe ran ashore on a sharp bend, and Capt Booker had a swim for his money. Put us in barracks No. 12 at San Maguil [Miguel] the most beautiful part of town in San Miguel district. Had a fine supper, first in three days. Downtown in eve with “4” –everyone gave us the “glad hand.”

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