Return of The Regular Army
In 1866 with the muster out of the volunteer units, the Regular Army returned to man Fort Bridger. The first were companies of the Eighteenth Infantry. The isolation of the post decreased some in 1869 when the Union Pacific Railroad was built through the area. Ultimately, the expansion of the railroads in the west made this and other forts obsolete.
Fort Bridger was first abandoned in 1878 but then re-established two years later. The post was finally closed by the army in 1890.
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