Those as don't eat, without exception, fail to survive.

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.

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.

We remained in Texas leading a quiet home life until 1889.

Those as don't eat, without exception, fail to survive.

I'd punch that cocksucker in the balls before I'd cup him for comfort.