Told him once more
that he must look the linen over, and rub it with plenty of water and
soap before boiling it. The heathen looked at her with a grin and
said, "Allee light, you no likee my washee, you washee yousel'," and
lifting the boiler from the stove he emptied its entire steaming
contents out upon the floor! He then went to his own room, gathered up
his few clothes and bedding, and started off. He knew full well that
if he did not leave the reservation at once he would be put off after
such a performance.
CAMP BAKER, MONTANA TERRITORY,
February, 1878.
HOME seems very cozy and attractive after the mountains of snow and
ice we crossed and re-crossed on our little trip to Helena. The bitter
cold of those canons will long be remembered. But it was a delightful
change from the monotonous life in this out-of-the-way garrison, even
if we did almost freeze on the road, and it was more than pleasant to
be with old friends again.
The ball at the hall Friday evening was most enjoyable, and it was
simply enchanting to dance once more to the perfect music of the dear
old orchestra. And the young people in Helena are showing their
appreciation of the good music by dancing themselves positively thin
this winter.
