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United States Indian Service, Crow Agency, Mont Ty. June 24th, 1886.

My dear Brother,

I believe you would for the evening rather be on the hill up which you and Russell rode (and rode down again) than to be ever with your own little ones. Ten years ago tomorrow Custer, his brother Tom, Cook, Gates, Keogh, and others with their three hundred, rode up the same hill, but they did not ride down, as did you and R. That evening they all lay "under the star-list skies," except one poor devil of a scout, Curley. Tomorrow is the tenth anniversary of the unfortunate event, and the troops are making every effort at this late day to honor those who tonight ten years since, were as brave and hopeful as they now are, and the next eve were, -- Clay?, this AM, a company of unclear went out from Fort Custer to purpose for the entertainment this eve. They were followed by most of the Officers at the Post who will all camp on the hill tonight. Among the Post crowd