From the ranches scattered around we could procure butter and squabs and young vegetables, and the soldiers cultivated great garden patches, and our small dinners and breakfasts live in delightful memory.
At the end of two years spent so pleasantly with the people of the First Cavalry, our company was again ordered to Angel Island.

But a second very active campaign in Arizona and Mexico, against Geronimo, took our soldiers away from us, and we passed through a period of considerable anxiety.

June of '86 saw the entire regiment ordered to take station in Arizona once more.
We travelled to Tucson in a Pullman car.

It was hot and uninteresting.
I had been at Tucson nine years before, for a few hours, but the place seemed unfamiliar.

I looked for the old tavern; I saw only the railroad restaurant.