"Baby-Cat-Eyes" tells me I a chica for writing these diaries, but it makes me feel close to home. Curly's Boys took El Presidio two days ago, but the Curse of Cortez's Gold got Curly. We renamed the fort in his name. I was trying to take a nap in the hay loft but esses been attacking Fort Curly. We been killin' them good, guy. No one steps foot in the fort and lives long, especially with "Marshal" shooting good. Gringo Smalls is crazy! He rides out of the fort and knifes people in the face. Glad he's with us.
I going back to sleep.