In the afternoon one of our spies came in out of the city, stating that the Mexican army is now laying out at the papermill, which is about four miles out of the city, with four pieces of artillery, and are making every preparation they can to make an attack on us. But he could not tell when the attack is to be made. We, of course, don't care when they make the attack, for we will be ready for them most any time; in fact we would like to have a good little fight to enliven us up a little.
This evening it is rumored among the Mexicans that the armistice between the two armies has terminated in rumpus. Gen. Scott could not agree to the Mexican terms. So the contest of strength is to be decided by the sword, and not by the pen.
The reports have it that Gen. Santa Anna has, during the armistice, and while negotiating for peace, strongly fortified the city of Mexico, and strengthened the Castle of Chapultepec. This shows the treacherous disposition of the Mexican Government, pretending to make peace, and, at same time, making strong preparations for war. Oh! you infernal scoundrel; you ought to be hung on the first tree for your treasonable acts.
Late this evening the enemy commenced to fire on our picket-guard very rapidly, which caused us to double the guards. We could hear them boast that Gen. Scott would have to fight before he could get into the city of Mexico. So the report must be true.
To-night, at 12 o'clock, I was stationed at San Jose Church, others were placed on the ramparts of San Jose, for fear the guerillas might be foolish enough to attempt to make an attack on our quarters. Let them come; we are waiting on our posts; we are waiting on the ramparts; we are all waiting for you to come and try your luck on us boys, but you dare not come.