I had to drive, for the man had to walk to know which way we went. We got there in the night, and got to the depot house. We laid down for a little while, and the man told us that the train was ready. Before we got in the cars the Indian man who brought us talked to us. He wanted us to be good, and told us to remember what we were going away for. We got in the train, and got to Wichita before morning. We went to the hotel and found some other Indians there; we stayed there one day to rest. The next morning we took another train; we did not stop at any place till we got to St. Louis. I saw many white people there. We had supper there. I do not know what other places we stopped till to Harrisburg, Penn., and then went to Carlisle. I stayed there little while, and then I went to Hampton. I got here last October, which I entered in the lowest class. I think I improved my studies, and am now in another class. I will now try and tell you about my vacation this summer. School closed in June, Mr. J. C. Robinson, who had charge of us Indians, divided us into groups, some to go to Massachusetts, and some to change around. I mean there were three crowds; each crowd had to go to a farm called Shellbanks, to work out there a month. My crowd were the first to go out. We used to work on the farm, hoe corn, beets and cabbages, etc. I like to work on farm, though it was hot. Every evening we used to have prayer-meeting with Mr. Davis, who had charge of us out there. We had two Indian boys to cook for us. Every Sunday we used to go to the church, though it is about four miles where we stayed, and went to Sunday-school, too, and went back as soon as possible, so as to rest. Month was out, we went back to the school. On the way we met the other party of boys, to stay there a month like we did. When we got to the school they sent us right in the orchard, to help the men in gathering fruits. We got through, then Mr. Cocks took us on the farm to plant some potatoes. Then I went in one of the training shops to work. I worked in there till my time came on again. I went out there again, this time we worked on a bridge which the colored students were building to shorten the Normal School road. Some boys help load the carts, but I haul dirt with a wheelbarrow.