I Began To Think That My Time

It Was Because Of My Great Interest In The West, And My Belief That Its Development Would Be Assisted By The Interest I Could Awaken In Others, That I Decided To Bring The West To The East Through The Medium Of The Wild West Show.

Wild Bill Was Anything But A Quarrelsome Man Yet I Have Personal Knowledge Of At Least Half A Dozen Men Whom He Had At Various Times Killed.

Frontiersmen Good And Bad, Gunmen As Well As Inspired Prophets Of The Future, Have Been My Camp Companions. Thus, I Know The Country Of Which I Am About To Write As Few Men Now Living Have Known It.

With The Help Of A Friend I Got Father Into A Wagon, When The Crowd Had Gone. I Held His Head In My Lap During The Ride Home. I Believed He Was Mortally Wounded. He Had Been Stabbed Down Through The Kidneys, Leaving An Ugly Wound.

My Wife Was Delighted With The Home I Had Given Her Amid The Prairies Of The Far West.