May 8th

This being Saturday there was no drill - so we spent the morning making another cricket bat and after lunch we adjourned to the prairie and had a grand game. A double cricket and a scratch [?] eleven. I am sorry to say that the side on which I was was badly beaten. My underhand bowling was more effective than the swift over[…?] of young Wilson. Before the game was finished a large herd of horses was seen coming over the hill and soon Major Walsh had arrived. The horses all looked in splendid condition and as far superior to the […] of the country as a thorough bred from a hackman’s horse.

A Mail was also brought. I was disappointed o not receiving a letter – there were two papers, one from you the Can. Ill. News containing the picture of the Lancer & Evening Guard parade. The other was a Globe with the chess from Jack. I did not see Old Satan – I looked for him amongst the horses, but as they were not driven into the Fort I must have passed him over in the crowd crossing the [ ? ]. Major Walsh tells me Satan has been quite sick all winter but has lately been picking up quite fast and looks very well. I will see the old fellow tomorrow.

I must close this now. It is just one sheet and a half. So Good Night and pleasant dreams.

With much love I am
Your own Barrie.