We have quite a Rae family now - Faye and I - a darky, a greyhound, and
one small gray squirrel! It will be a hard trip for Billie, but I have
made for him a little ribbon collar and sewed securely to it a long
tape which makes a fine "picket rope" that can be tied to various
things in various places, and in this way he can be picketed and yet
receive exercise and air.
We are to go almost straight north from the railroad for a distance of
over four hundred miles, and of course this will take several weeks
under the most favorable conditions. But you must not mind our going
so far away - it will be no farther than the Indian Territory, and the
climate of Montana must be very much better than it was at Camp
Supply, and the houses must certainly be more comfortable, as the
winters are so long and severe. I shall be so glad to have a home of
my own again, and have a horse to ride also.
Faye has just come from the station and says that almost everything
has been loaded, and that we are really to start to-night at eight
o'clock. This is cheering news, for I think that everyone is anxious
to get to Montana, except the poor officers who cannot afford to take
their families with them.
