After you've been turned out once yourself, you will not mind turning others out." The following morning I drove over to Cheyenne with Mrs.Wilhelm, and as I passed Lieutenant Lynch's quarters and saw soldiers removing Mrs.Lynch's lares and penates, in the shape of a sewing machine, lamp-shades, and other home-like things, I turned away in pity that such customs could exist in our service.
To me, who had lived my life in the house in which I was born, moving was a thing to be dreaded.
But Mrs.Wilhelm comforted me, and assured me it was not such a serious matter after all.

Army women were accustomed to it, she said..