weather was unusually rainy, and all the plain about Santa Clara was under water; but we reached Monterey in time.  I again was welcomed by my friends, Dona Augustias, Manuelita, and the family, and it was resolved that I should take two of the boys home with me and put them at Georgetown College for education, viz., Antonio and Porfirio, thirteen and eleven years old.  The dona gave me a bag of gold-dust to pay for their passage and to deposit at the college.  On the 2d day of January punctually appeared the steamer Oregon.

We were all soon on board and off for home.  At that time the steamers touched at San Diego, Acapulco, and Panama.  Our passage down the coast was unusually pleasant.  Arrived at Panama, we hired mules and rode across to Gorgona, on the Cruces River, where we hired a boat and paddled down to the mouth of the river, off which lay the steamer Crescent City.  It usually took four days to cross the isthmus, every passenger taking care of himself, and it was really funny to watch the efforts of women and men unaccustomed to mules.  It was an old song to us, and the trip across was easy and interesting.  In due time we were rowed off to the Crescent City, rolling back and forth in the swell, and we scrambled aboard by a “Jacob’s ladder” from the stern.  Some of the women had to be hoisted aboard by lowering a tub from the end of a boom; fun to us who looked on, but awkward enough to the poor women, especially to a very fat one, who attracted much notice.  General Fremont, wife and child (Lillie) were passengers with us down from San Francisco; but Mrs. Fremont not being well, they remained over one trip at Panama.

Senator Gwin was one of our passengers, and went through to New York.  We reached New York about the close of January, after a safe and pleasant trip.  Our party, composed of Ord, A. J. Smith, and Rucker, with the two boys, Antonio and Porfirio, put up at Delmonico’s, on Bowling Green; and, as soon as we had cleaned up somewhat, I took a carriage, went to General Scott’s office in Ninth Street, delivered my dispatches, was ordered to dine with him next day, and then went forth to hunt up my old friends and relations, the Scotts, Hoyts, etc., etc.

On reaching New York, most of us had rough soldier’s clothing, but we soon got a new outfit, and I dined with General Scott’s family, Mrs. Scott being present, and also their son-in-law and daughter (Colonel and Mrs. H. L. Scott).  The general questioned me pretty closely in regard to things on the Pacific coast, especially the politics, and startled me with the assertion that “our country was on the eve of a terrible civil war.”  He interested me by anecdotes of my old army comrades in his recent battles around the city of Mexico, and I felt deeply the fact that our country had passed through a foreign war, that my comrades had fought great battles, and yet I had not heard a hostile shot.  Of course, I thought it the last and only chance in my day, and