With great love, DAD.
ANADARKO--February 26th, 1892.
DEAR FAMILY:-- I could not write you before as I have been traveling from pillars to posts, (a joke), in a stage, night and day.

I went to Fort Reno from Oklahoma City where they drove me crazy almost with town lots and lot sites and homestead holdings.

It was all raw and mean, and greedy for money and a man is much better off in every way in a tenement on Second Avenue than the "owner of his own home" in one of these mushroom cities-- So I think.

I went to Fort Reno by stage and it seemed to me that I was really in the West for the first time-- The rest has been as much like the oil towns around Pittsburgh as anything else.

But here there are rolling prairie lands with millions of prairie dogs and deep canons and bluffs of red clay that stand out as clear as a razor hollowed and carved away by the water long ago.