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Still another pistol-packin' madam of the old frontier was Belle Starr, a Dodge City resident in the spacious days of the cattle drives from Texas to the loading pens at that wide-open town, where Wyatt Earp walked the streets as Marshall.
Belle, an accomplished horsewoman whose colorful vocabulary acheived fame even in a time and place of great freedom of expression, had a personal interest in other people's livestock that kept her constantly in hot water. Once, she was leading a band of horse thieves near Fort Smith, Oklahoma Territory, when her hat blew off. None of her male companions stopped to do anything about it, and Belle pulled her Colt revolver. "Get down there and pick it up, you ignorant bastard," she screamed at her husband. "Haven't you got any manners when you're with ladies?"