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. I had long admired his
work and had been most anxious to meet him. As a rule, Frederic did
not attend any social functions, but he loved the army, and as Mrs.
Remington was fond of social life, they were both present at our first
little invitation dance.

About the middle of the evening I noticed Mr. Remington sitting alone
and I crossed the hall and sat down beside him. I then told him how much
I had loved his work and how it appealed to all army folks, and how
glad I was to know him, and I suppose I said many other things such
as literary men and painters and players often have to hear from
enthusiastic women like myself. However, Frederic seemed pleased, and
made some modest little speech and then fell into an abstracted silence,
gazing on the great flag which was stretched across the hall at one
end, and from behind which some few soldiers who were going to assist
in serving the supper were passing in and out. I fell in with his mood
immediately, as he was a person with whom formality was impossibl