Hal Was Desperately Ill And We All Expected Him To Die At Any
Moment, And I Was Doubly Sorrowful, Because I Had Been The Innocent
Cause Of It.
Ever since I have had him he has been fed condensed milk
only - perhaps a little bread now and then; so when we got here I sent
for some fresh milk, to give him a treat.
He drank of it greedily and
seemed to enjoy it so much, that I let him have all he wanted during
the afternoon. And it was the effect of the milk that made him whine
during the storm, and not because he was afraid of the lightning. He
would have died, I do believe, had it not been for the kindness of
Major Tilden who knows all about greyhounds. They are very delicate
and most difficult to raise. The little dog is a limp bunch of
brindled satin this morning, wrapped in flannel, but we hope he will
soon be well.
A third company joined us here and will go on to Camp Supply. Major
Hunt, the captain, has his wife and three children with him, and they
seem to be cultured and very charming people. Mrs. Hunt this moment
brought a plate of delicious spice cake for our luncheon. There is a
first lieutenant with the company, but he is not married.
There is only one mail from here each week, so of course there will be
only one from Camp Supply, as that mail is brought here and then
carried up to the railroad with the Dodge mail.
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