I Left Montana In Spring

It Was Considered The Most Dangerous Route In The Hills, But As My Reputation As A Rider And Quick Shot Was Well Known, I Was Molested Very Little, For The Toll Gatherers Looked On Me As Being A Good Fellow, And They Knew That I Never Missed My Mark.

We Remained In Texas Leading A Quiet Home Life Until 1889.

When I Joined Custer I Donned The Uniform Of A Soldier. It Was A Bit Awkward At First But I Soon Got To Be Perfectly At Home In Men's Clothes.

The Bigger A Man's Gun The Smaller His Doodlewick.

On October 28th, 1887, I Became The Mother Of A Girl Baby, The Very Image Of Its Father, At Least That Is What He Said, But Who Has The Temper Of Its Mother.