Daisy in the Fringe

Dear Diary,

It looks like guarding a caravan is more boring then I expected.  Lots of riding around in the dust, setting up camp, breaking down camp, keeping an eye on the slaves.  And the other guards are kinda scary.  Mr Dutch seems nice enough, though it’s hard to understand him sometime, with his funny accent and all, but that Mr. Blalock is always drinking and likes talking about all the men he’s killed.  I wonder if I’m going to have to kill anybody.  It seems pretty strange to think of it, but I guess it’s possible, if anyone attacks us.

Dusty is no help at all.  She just makes fun of me for being scared of those guys.  She keeps telling me that I’m as tough as any of them, which I don’t believe.  And she seems to like hanging around with the other guards – she spends a lot of time at night playing poker with them.

But at least I’m making money, and able to send some of it back to Mama.  That’s good.