General Custer Was A Close Observer And

Quick As Lightning Wild Bill Pulled His Revolver. The Stranger Fell Dead, Shot Through The Brain.

It Was My Effort, In Depicting The West, To Depict It As It Was.

We Got More Provisions For Our Whiskey Than The Same Money, Which We Paid For The Liquor, Would Have Bought; So After All It Proved A Very Profitable Investment.

I Was Persuaded Now That I Was Destined To Lead A Life On The Plains.

But The West Of The Old Times, With Its Strong Characters, Its Stern Battles And Its Tremendous Stretches Of Loneliness, Can Never Be Blotted From My Mind.