Sir:
My Horses and men—officers and myself are so much toittered by the service we have been employed in—by the uncommon way to Cavallery, we have had to rest in the night—the great sufferance we experienced from the rains, want of provisions and want for time to cook them, that it is impossible to me to give one man nor horse to day. I Have ready loss five men by sickness—two more are near to dey, and my horses are so much reduced as they are not able to do as customary the duty of two hundred. As for the Militia Horses, I heard to-day that they were to quit me; and as I had never recruiting order to take the Command
over them, I can not give them anny order. Col. Porterfield is forward, and acting foots keap guard at the Hill over the mill.