But I soon learned that in the army, regrets were vain.

I soon ceased to ask myself whether I was sorry or glad at any change in our stations.
On the next day the troops marched in, and camped outside the post.

The married officers were able to join their wives, and the three days we spent there were delightful.

There was a dance given, several informal dinners, drives into the town of Prescott, and festivities of various kinds.

General Crook commanded the Department of Arizona then; he was out on some expedition, but Mrs.Crook gave a pleasant dinner for us.
After dinner, Mrs.Crook came and sat beside me, asked kindly about our long journey, and added: "I am truly sorry the General is away; I should like for him to meet you; you are just the sort of woman he likes." A few years afterwards I met the General, and remembering this remark, I was conscious of making a special effort to please.