More or less water
was in each room, and there was not one unbroken pane of glass to be
found, and that was not all - -there was not one unbroken pane of glass
in the whole post.
That night Faye telegraphed to St. Paul for glass
to replace nine hundred panes that had been broken.
Faye was at the quartermaster's office when the storm came up, and
while it was still hailing I happened to look across the parade that
way, and in the door I saw Faye standing. He had left the house not
long before, dressed in a suit of immaculate white linen, and it was
that suit that enabled me to recognize him through the veil of rain
and hail. Sorry as I was, I had to laugh, for the picture was so
ludicrous - Faye in those chilling white clothes, broken windows each
side of him, and the ground covered with inches of hailstones and ice
water! He ran over soon after the men got here, but as he had to come
a greater distance his pelting was in proportion. Many of the stones
were so large it was really dangerous to be hit by them.
When the storm was over the ground was white, as if covered with snow,
and the high board fences that are around the yards back of the
officers' quarters looked as though they had been used for targets and
peppered with big bullets.
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