It took me awhile to get into this book, mimicking the way it took the author Hilda Faunce to adapt to her new life living in a trading post in the remote area of Navajo Arizona near (20 miles away) the town of Chin Lee (now Chinle) near the entrance to Canyon de Chelly. It's a marvel that she challenge, especially since her husband (who seemed to be very emotionally distant) had lived in the arid Southwest in his early years, and knew exactly what he was getting into when he signed up for the job. By the last half of the book (based on letters she wrote to a cousin) she could communicate with the men and women who came to the trading post, she came to respect their tight-knit community and the role of the elders and "medicine men," the art of the sand-painters and the women who wove the rugs and blankets that they brought to trade for cans of tomatoes and peaches, tobacco, calico, velvet, etc. Faunce also describes the outbreak of smallpox and the flu epidemic of 1917-1918, and the news of WWI and the possible recruitment of Navajo men to serve in the military. This was a great book and holds a special place in the history of Arizona.