Was murdered directly under my window, when I
heard every shot, every moan - and my having had two unpleasant
experiences with horse thieves, has not been conducive to normal
nerves after dark.
During all the commotion at Mrs. Norton's the night the man got in her
house, her Chinaman did not appear. One of the officers went to his
room in search of the burglar and found him - the Chinaman - sitting up
in his bed, almost white from fear. He confessed to having heard some
one in the kitchen, and when asked why he did not go out to see who it
was, indignantly replied, "What for? - he go way, what for I see him?"
I feel completely upset without a good saddle horse. George is
developing quite a little speed in single harness, but I do not care
for driving - feel too much as though I was part of the little buggy
instead of the horse. Major and Mrs. Stokes are expected soon from the
East, and I shall be so glad to have my old neighbors back.
CAMP ON BIRCH CREEK, NEAR PIEGAN AGENCY, MONTANA TERRITORY,
September, 1882.
BY this time you must have become accustomed to getting letters from
all sorts of out-of-the-way places, therefore I will not weary you
with long explanations, but simply say that Major Stokes and Faye sent
for Mrs. Stokes and me to come to camp, thinking to give us a pleasant
little outing.
