I take the short break we have to write and give you good news of this famous campaign, which bears no resemblance to that made in Morocco. Oh, the mess that is able to annoy a saint .- we are already there, and back, and never see the result of many hardships, so much expense, and many casualties of all kinds.
The devil take me if I see an end to this. These damned Indians are never seen, as soon as they are here, they disappear, and when we believe they have been defeated, they appear shooting, which is something they love. And I tell you they're not bad shooters. It seems as if the bastards have spent their entire life hunting, since where they aim, Jesus, they'll sure hit it. And listing they're not all armed, and the weapons they have, with the exception of the many rifles that they have taken from us, are bad. What will then happen the day that these crooks get good precision weapons?.
You know that a soldier likes war, since that's how he gets promoted, and takes honors, but I assure you, with the word of a gentleman, this one looks bad for us.
when are we going to pacify a country so vast? cut in all directions by mountains and canyons, populated by bastards, that live in the mountains as if it was a palace, who know the terrain like you know your bedroom ...