I began to share that feeling.

I knew the names of the men in the company, and not one but was ready to do a service for the "Lieutenant's wife." "K" had long been a bachelor company; and now a young woman had joined it.

I was a person to be pampered and cared for, and they knew besides that I was not long in the army.
During that winter I received many a wild turkey and other nice things for the table, from the men of the company.

I learned to know and to thoroughly respect the enlisted man of the American army.
And now into the varied kaleidoscope of my army life stepped the Indian Agent.

And of all unkempt, unshorn, disagreeable-looking personages who had ever stepped foot into our quarters, this was the worst.
"Heaven save us from a Government which appoints such men as that to watch over and deal with Indians," cried I, as he left the house.