While In El Paso, I

We Were Ordered Out To Quell An Uprising Of The Indians, And Were Out For Several Days, Had Numerous Skirmishes During Which Six Of The Soldiers Were Killed And Several Severely Wounded.

While In El Paso, I Met Mr. Clinton Burk, A Native Of Texas, Who I Married In August 1885.

I Was In Deadwood At The Time And On Hearing Of The Killing Made My Way At Once To The Scene Of The Shooting And Found That My Friend Had Been Killed By Mccall.

Left The Ranch In 1883, Went To California, Going Through The States And Territories, Reached Ogden The Latter Part Of 1883, And San Francisco In 1884.

I Figure If A Girl Wants To Be A Legend, She Should Go Ahead And Be One.