Hughes had
walked to the farther end of the officers' line, and I was compelled
to go all that distance before I could overtake them and tell of my
woes. I wanted the woman out of the house as quickly as possible, so
that Miller--who is a very good cook--and I could prepare some sort of
a breakfast. Faye went to the house with his longest strides and told
the woman to go at once, and I saw no more of her. Mrs. Hughes was
most lovely about the whole affair--said that not long ago she had
tried a different cook each week for six in succession. That was
comforting, but did not go far toward providing a breakfast for us.
Miller proved to be a genuine treasure, however, and the sergeant's
wife--who is ever "a friend indeed"--came to our assistance so soon we
scarcely missed the Scotch creature. Still, it was most exasperating
to have such an unnecessary upheaval, just at the very time we had a
guest in the house--a dainty, fastidious little woman, too--and wanted
things to move along smoothly. I wonder of what nationality the next
trial will be! If one gets a good maid out here the chances are that
she will soon marry a soldier or quarrel with one, as was the Case
with Hulda. For some unaccountable reason a Chinese laundry at Sun
River has been the cause of all the Chinamen leaving the post.
Now I must tell of something funny that happened to me.
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