Montana

Apr. 3, 1918

Am nearing Billings, Montana.  When we were in Lincoln it thundered, lightnined [sic] rained and snowed and all day today went through deep snow.  All we saw today was snow and sage brush, rocks, bluffs and plains and now since we got into Montana it’s getting less till now we see green grass.  Saw the mountains out a distance, also General Custer’s battle field a few minutes ago.  Saw quite a few Indians.  I wouldn’t live in Wyoming if they gave me the state, all they have there are homesteader’s  huts.  Mr. Ditman from Atlantic is on the train (Liby Dittman’s father).  He is going to visit his daughter in this state.  Feel fine but awfully stiff.  Emma

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-source: Cheryl Siebrass. Letters from her Grandmother's sister Emma and Herbert (brother-in-law) while stationed stationed at Fort Worden, WA.