After Crossing The Smoky Hill River, I

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

Some Days I Would Go Without Any Fire At All, And Eat Raw Frozen Meat And Melt Snow In My Mouth For Water.

Well, Bill [bill Hickok] Was A Pretty Good Shot. But He Could Not Shoot As Quick As Half A Dozen Men We All Knew In Those Days, Nor As Straight Either. But Bill Was Cool, And The Men Who He Went Up Against Were Rattled, I Guess. Bill Beat Them To It. He Made Up His Mind To Kill The Other Man Before The Other Man Had Finished Thinking.

The First Presentation Of My Show Was Given In May, 1883, At Omaha, Which I Had Then Chosen As My Home. From There We Made Our First Summer Tour, Visiting Practically Every Important City In The Country.

Wild Bill Was A Strange Character. In Person He Was About Six Feet And One Inch In Height. He Was A Plains-man In Every Sense Of The Word.