pieces we considered the most necessary--and this morning Faye
discovered that the first lieutenant had ordered that one barrel to be
taken from the wagon to make more room for his own things. Faye
ordered it to be put back at once, and says it will stay there, too,
and I fancy it will! Surely we are entitled to all of our one half of
the wagon--second choice at that.

I am to ride in an ambulance with Mrs. Phillips, her little son and
her cook, Mrs. Barker and her small son. There will be seats for only
four, as the middle seat has been taken out to make room for a
comfortable rocking-chair that will be for Mrs. Phillips's exclusive
use! The dear little greyhound puppy I have to leave here. Faye says I
must not take him with so many in the ambulance, as he would
undoubtedly be in the way. But I am sure the puppy would not be as
troublesome as one small boy, and there will be two small boys with
us. It would be quite bad enough to be sent to such a terrible place
as Camp Supply has been represented to us, without having all this
misery and mortification added, and all because Faye happens to be a
second lieutenant!

I have cried and cried over all these things until I am simply
hideous, but I have to go just the same, and I have made up my mind
never again to make myself so wholly disagreeable about a move, no
matter where we may have to go. I happened to recall yesterday what
grandmother said to me when saying good-by: "It is a dreadful thing
not to become a woman when one ceases to be a girl!" I am no longer a
girl, I suppose, so I must try to be a woman, as there seems to be
nothing in between. One can find a little comfort, too, in the thought
that there is no worse place possible for us to be sent to, and when
once there we can look forward to better things sometime in the