I Had The Best Buffalo Horse That

Nothing Of Course Was Ever Done To Bill For The Killing Of Tutt.

I Could Never Resist The Call Of The Trail.

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

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.

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.