The way I heard it, it some French fella named Napoleon said an army marches on its belly. Well, I don't know much about armies, but I mighty well know that's true about trail drives. The beeves eat what they can, but the drovers are a little more particular. So one day I'll cook 'em pig vests with buttons - that's salt pork and beans. Next day they'll get Kansas City fish - that's salt pork with brown berries, and that's beans. The day after they're liable to get sow belly. That's salt beans. ...