Those As Don't Eat, Without Exception, Fail

Those As Don't Eat, Without Exception, Fail To Survive.

I Left Montana In Spring Of 1866, For Utah, Arriving At Salt Lake City During The Summer.

During The Fall And Winter We Built Fort Meade And The Town Of Sturgis.

I'd Punch That Cocksucker In The Balls Before I'd Cup Him For Comfort.

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.