I Began To Think That My Time

The Indians Were Well Mounted And Felt Proud And Elated Because They Had Been Made United States Soldiers.

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

My Great Forte In Killing Buffaloes Was To Get Them Circling By Riding My Horse At The Head Of The Herd And Shooting Their Leaders. Thus The Brutes Behind Were Crowded To The Left, So That They Were Soon Going Round And Round.

You Who Live Your Lives In Cities Or Among Peaceful Ways Cannot Always Tell Whether Your Friends Are The Kind Who Would Go Through Fire For You. But On The Plains One's Friends Have An Opportunity To Prove Their Mettle.

I Thought I Was Benefiting The Indians As Well As The Government, By Taking Them All Over The United States, And Giving Them A Correct Idea Of The Customs, Life, Etc., Of The Pale Faces, So That When They Returned To Their People They Could Make Known All They Had Seen.