TO THE SECRETARY OF WAR.

SIR: In answer to the circular issued by command of Major-General

Shafter under date of September 8, 1898, containing a request for

information by the Adjutant-General of September 7th, I have the

honor to report as follows:

I am a little in doubt whether the fact that on certain occasions my

regiment suffered for food, etc., should be put down to an actual

shortage of supplies or to general defects in the system of

administration. Thus, when the regiment arrived in Tampa after a four

days' journey by cars from its camp at San Antonio, it received no

food whatever for twenty-four hours, and as the travel rations had

been completely exhausted, food for several of the troops was

purchased by their officers, who, of course, have not been reimbursed

by the Government. In the same way we were short one or two meals at

the time of embarking at Port Tampa on the transport; but this I think

was due, not to a failure in the quantity of supplies, but to the lack

of system in embarkation.

As with the other regiments, no information was given in advance what

transports we should take, or how we should proceed to get aboard, nor

did anyone exercise any supervision over the embarkation. Each

regimental commander, so far as I know, was left to find out as best

he could, after he was down at the dock, what transport had not been

taken, and then to get his regiment aboard it, if he was able, before

some other regiment got it. Our regiment was told to go to a certain

switch, and take a train for Port Tampa at twelve o'clock, midnight.

The train never came. After three hours of waiting we were sent to

another switch, and finally at six o'clock in the morning got

possession of some coal-cars and came down in them. When we reached

the quay where the embarkation was proceeding, everything was in utter

confusion. The quay was piled with stores and swarming with thousands

of men of different regiments, besides onlookers, etc. The commanding

General, when we at last found him, told Colonel Wood and myself that

he did not know what ship we were to embark on, and that we must find

Colonel Humphrey, the Quartermaster-General. Colonel Humphrey was not

in his office, and nobody knew where he was. The commanders of the

different regiments were busy trying to find him, while their troops

waited in the trains, so as to discover the ships to which they were

allotted--some of these ships being at the dock and some in mid-stream.

After a couple of hours' search, Colonel Wood found Colonel Humphrey

and was allotted a ship. Immediately afterward I found that it had

already been allotted to two other regiments. It was then coming to

the dock. Colonel Wood boarded it in mid-stream to keep possession,

while I double-quicked the men down from the cars and got there just

ahead of the other two regiments. One of these regiments, I was

afterward informed, spent the next thirty-six hours in cars in

consequence. We suffered nothing beyond the loss of a couple of meals,

which, it seems to me, can hardly be put down to any failure in the

quantity of supplies furnished to the troops.

We were two weeks on the troop-ship Yucatan, and as we were given

twelve days' travel rations, we of course fell short toward the end of

the trip, but eked things out with some of our field rations and troop

stuff. The quality of the travel rations given to us was good, except

in the important item of meat. The canned roast beef is worse than a

failure as part of the rations, for in effect it amounts to reducing

the rations by just so much, as a great majority of the men find it

uneatable. It was coarse, stringy, tasteless, and very disagreeable in

appearance, and so unpalatable that the effort to eat it made some of

the men sick. Most of the men preferred to be hungry rather than eat

it. If cooked in a stew with plenty of onions and potatoes--i.e., if

only one ingredient in a dish with other more savory ingredients--it

could be eaten, especially if well salted and peppered; but, as usual

(what I regard as a great mistake), no salt was issued with the travel

rations, and of course no potatoes and onions. There were no cooking

facilities on the transport. When the men obtained any, it was by

bribing the cook. Toward the last, when they began to draw on the

field rations, they had to eat the bacon raw. On the return trip the

same difficulty in rations obtained.--i.e., the rations were short

because the men could not eat the canned roast beef, and had no salt.

We purchased of the ship's supplies some flour and pork and a little

rice for the men, so as to relieve the shortage as much as possible,

and individual sick men were helped from private sources by officers,

who themselves ate what they had purchased in Santiago. As nine-tenths

of the men were more or less sick, the unattractiveness of the travel

rations was doubly unfortunate. It would have been an excellent thing

for their health if we could have had onions and potatoes, and means

for cooking them. Moreover, the water was very bad, and sometimes a

cask was struck that was positively undrinkable. The lack of ice for

the weak and sickly men was very much felt. Fortunately there was no

epidemic, for there was not a place on the ship where patients could

have been isolated.

During the month following the landing of the army in Cuba the

food-supplies were generally short in quantity, and in quality were

never such as were best suited to men undergoing severe hardships and

great exposure in an unhealthy tropical climate. The rations were, I

understand, the same as those used in the Klondike. In this

connection, I call especial attention to the report of Captain Brown,

made by my orders when I was Brigade-Commander, and herewith appended.

I also call attention to the report of my own Quartermaster. Usually

we received full rations of bacon and hardtack. The hardtack, however,

was often mouldy, so that parts of cases, and even whole cases, could

not be used. The bacon was usually good. But bacon and hardtack make

poor food for men toiling and fighting in trenches under the midsummer

sun of the tropics. The ration of coffee was often short, and that of

sugar generally so; we rarely got any vegetables. Under these

circumstances the men lost strength steadily, and as the fever

speedily attacked them, they suffered from being reduced to a bacon

and hardtack diet. So much did the shortage of proper food tell upon

their health that again and again officers were compelled to draw upon

their private purses, or upon the Red Cross Society, to make good the

deficiency of the Government supply. Again and again we sent down

improvised pack-trains composed of officers' horses, of captured

Spanish cavalry ponies, or of mules which had been shot or abandoned

but were cured by our men. These expeditions--sometimes under the

Chaplain, sometimes under the Quartermaster, sometimes under myself,

and occasionally under a trooper--would go to the sea-coast or to the

Red Cross head-quarters, or, after the surrender, into the city of

Santiago, to get food both for the well and the sick. The Red Cross

Society rendered invaluable aid. For example, on one of these

expeditions I personally brought up 600 pounds of beans; on another

occasion I personally brought up 500 pounds of rice, 800 pounds of

cornmeal, 200 pounds of sugar, 100 pounds of tea, 100 pounds of

oatmeal, 5 barrels of potatoes, and two of onions, with cases of

canned soup and condensed milk for the sick in hospitals. Every scrap

of the food thus brought up was eaten with avidity by the soldiers,

and put new heart and strength into them. It was only our constant

care of the men in this way that enabled us to keep them in any trim

at all. As for the sick in the hospital, unless we were able from

outside sources to get them such simple delicacies as rice and

condensed milk, they usually had the alternative of eating salt pork

and hardtack or going without. After each fight we got a good deal of

food from the Spanish camps in the way of beans, peas, and rice,

together with green coffee, all of which the men used and relished

greatly. In some respects the Spanish rations were preferable to ours,

notably in the use of rice. After we had been ashore a month the

supplies began to come in in abundance, and we then fared very well.

Up to that time the men were under-fed, during the very weeks when the

heaviest drain was being made upon their vitality, and the deficiency

was only partially supplied through the aid of the Red Cross, and out

of the officers' pockets and the pockets of various New York friends

who sent us money. Before, during, and immediately after the fights of

June 24th and July 1st, we were very short of even the bacon and

hardtack. About July 14th, when the heavy rains interrupted

communication, we were threatened with famine, as we were informed

that there was not a day's supply of provisions in advance nearer than

the sea-coast; and another twenty-four hours' rain would have resulted

in a complete break-down of communications, so that for several days

we should have been reduced to a diet of mule-meat and mangos. At this

time, in anticipation of such a contingency, by foraging and hoarding

we got a little ahead, so that when our supplies were cut down for a

day or two we did not suffer much, and were even able to furnish a

little aid to the less fortunate First Illinois Regiment, which was

camped next to us. Members of the Illinois Regiment were offering our

men $1 apiece for hardtacks.

I wish to bear testimony to the energy and capacity of Colonel

Weston, the Commissary-General with the expedition. If it had not been

for his active aid, we should have fared worse than we did. All that

he could do for us, he most cheerfully did.

As regards the clothing, I have to say: As to the first issue, the

blue shirts were excellent of their kind, but altogether too hot for

Cuba. They are just what I used to wear in Montana. The leggings were

good; the shoes were very good; the undershirts not very good, and the

drawers bad--being of heavy, thick canton flannel, difficult to wash,

and entirely unfit for a tropical climate. The trousers were poor,

wearing badly. We did not get any other clothing until we were just

about to leave Cuba, by which time most of the men were in tatters;

some being actually barefooted, while others were in rags, or dressed

partly in clothes captured from the Spaniards, who were much more

suitably clothed for the climate and place than we were. The ponchos

were poor, being inferior to the Spanish rain-coats which we captured.

As to the medical matters, I invite your attention, not only to the

report of Dr. Church accompanying this letter, but to the letters of

Captain Llewellen, Captain Day, and Lieutenant McIlhenny. I could

readily produce a hundred letters on the lines of the last three. In

actual medical supplies, we had plenty of quinine and cathartics. We

were apt to be short on other medicines, and we had nothing whatever

in the way of proper nourishing food for our sick and wounded men

during most of the time, except what we were able to get from the Red

Cross or purchase with our own money. We had no hospital tent at all

until I was able to get a couple of tarpaulins. During much of the

time my own fly was used for the purpose. We had no cots until by

individual effort we obtained a few, only three or four days before we

left Cuba. During most of the time the sick men lay on the muddy

ground in blankets, if they had any; if not, they lay without them

until some of the well men cut their own blankets in half. Our

regimental surgeon very soon left us, and Dr. Church, who was

repeatedly taken down with the fever, was left alone--save as he was

helped by men detailed from among the troopers. Both he and the men

thus detailed, together with the regular hospital attendants, did work

of incalculable service. We had no ambulance with the regiment. On the

battle-field our wounded were generally sent to the rear in

mule-wagons, or on litters which were improvised. At other times we

would hire the little springless Cuban carts. But of course the

wounded suffered greatly in such conveyances, and moreover, often we

could not get a wheeled vehicle of any kind to transport even the most

serious cases. On the day of the big fight, July 1st, as far as we

could find out, there were but two ambulances with the army in

condition to work--neither of which did we ever see. Later there were,

as we were informed, thirteen all told; and occasionally after the

surrender, by vigorous representations and requests, we would get one

assigned to take some peculiarly bad cases to the hospital.

Ordinarily, however, we had to do with one of the makeshifts

enumerated above. On several occasions I visited the big hospitals in

the rear. Their condition was frightful beyond description from lack

of supplies, lack of medicine, lack of doctors, nurses, and

attendants, and especially from lack of transportation. The wounded

and sick who were sent back suffered so much that, whenever possible,

they returned to the front. Finally my brigade commander, General

Wood, ordered, with my hearty acquiescence, that only in the direst

need should any men be sent to the rear--no matter what our hospital

accommodations at the front might be. The men themselves preferred to

suffer almost anything lying alone in their little shelter-tents,

rather than go back to the hospitals in the rear. I invite attention

to the accompanying letter of Captain Llewellen in relation to the

dreadful condition of the wounded on some of the transports taking

them North.

The greatest trouble we had was with the lack of transportation.

Under the order issued by direction of General Miles through the

Adjutant-General on or about May 8th, a regiment serving as infantry

in the field was entitled to twenty-five wagons. We often had one,

often none, sometimes two, and never as many as three. We had a

regimental pack-train, but it was left behind at Tampa. During most of

the time our means of transportation were chiefly the improvised

pack-trains spoken of above; but as the mules got well they were taken

away from us, and so were the captured Spanish cavalry horses.

Whenever we shifted camp, we had to leave most of our things behind,

so that the night before each fight was marked by our sleeping without

tentage and with very little food, so far as officers were concerned,

as everything had to be sacrificed to getting up what ammunition and

medical supplies we had. Colonel Wood seized some mules, and in this

manner got up the medical supplies before the fight of June 24th, when

for three days the officers had nothing but what they wore. There was

a repetition of this, only in worse form, before and after the fight

of July 1st. Of course much of this was simply a natural incident of

war, but a great deal could readily have been avoided if we had had

enough transportation; and I was sorry not to let my men be as

comfortable as possible and rest as much as possible just before going

into a fight when, as on July 1st and 2nd, they might have to be

forty-eight hours with the minimum quantity of food and sleep. The

fever began to make heavy ravages among our men just before the

surrender, and from that time on it became a most serious matter to

shift camp, with sick and ailing soldiers, hardly able to walk--not to

speak of carrying heavy burdens--when we had no transportation. Not

more than half of the men could carry their rolls, and yet these, with

the officers' baggage and provisions, the entire hospital and its

appurtenances, etc., had to be transported somehow. It was usually

about three days after we reached a new camp before the necessaries

which had been left behind could be brought up, and during these three

days we had to get along as best we could. The entire lack of

transportation at first resulted in leaving most of the troop

mess-kits on the beach, and we were never able to get them. The men

cooked in the few utensils they could themselves carry. This rendered

it impossible to boil the drinking-water. Closely allied to the lack

of transportation was the lack of means to land supplies from the

transports.

In my opinion, the deficiency in transportation was the worst evil

with which we had to contend, serious though some of the others were.

I have never served before, so have no means of comparing this with

previous campaigns. I was often told by officers who had seen service

against the Indians that, relatively to the size of the army, and the

character of the country, we had only a small fraction of the

transportation always used in the Indian campaigns. As far as my

regiment was concerned, we certainly did not have one-third of the

amount absolutely necessary, if it was to be kept in fair condition,

and we had to partially make good the deficiency by the most energetic

resort to all kinds of makeshifts and expedients.

Yours respectfully,

(Signed)

THEODORE ROOSEVELT, Colonel

First United States Cavalry.

Forwarded through military channels.

(5 enclosures.)

First Endorsement.

HEAD-QUARTERS FIFTH ARMY CORPS.

CAMP WIKOFF,

September 18, 1898.

Respectfully forwarded to the Adjutant-General of the Army.

(Signed)

WILLIAM R. SHAFTER, Major-General Commanding.

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