Monday, April 3rd 1876

Yesterday worse than Friday. Unpleasant dreams were unsurprising that night but unexpected outright attack on ranch surprise.


Assumed a hydrophobic coyote attacked one of our but after killing it obvious under outside influence. Massive thunderstorm rolling in. Mr. Silence, some of men, & I set traps. Seemed effective.


Mr. Silence & attempted and were successful in killing Mr. BD. Unable to prevent Miss Morton suffering grievous wounds. I’m hurting as well but will live.


I know he was a horror of a man but no one deserves what I did to him.