It was good to be on the shores of Long Island Sound.
In the autumn, not knowing what next was in store for us, I placed my dear little Katharine at the Convent of the Sacred Heart at Kenwood on the Hudson, that she might be able to complete her education in one place, and in the care of those lovely, gentle and refined ladies of that order.
Shortly after that, Captain Jack was ordered to David's Island, New York Harbor (now called Fort Slocum), where we spent four happy and uninterrupted years, in the most constant intercourse with my dear brother and sister.
Old friends were coming and going all the time, and it seemed so good to us to be living in a place where this was possible.
Captain Summerhayes was constructing officer and had a busy life, with all the various sorts of building to be done there.
David's Island was then an Artillery Post, and there were several batteries stationed there.

(Afterwards it became a recruiting station.) The garrison was often entirely changed.

At one time, General Henry C.
Cook was in command.

He and his charming Southern wife added so much to the enjoyment of the post.

Then came our old friends the Van Vliets of Santa Fe days; and Dr.and Mrs.Valery Havard, who are so well known in the army, and then Colonel Carl Woodruff and Mrs.Woodruff, whom we all liked so much, and dear Doctor Julian Cabell, and others, who completed a delightful garrison.
And we had a series of informal dances and invited the distinguished members of the artist colony from New Rochelle, and it was at one of these dances that I first met Frederic Remington.