Indians Were Frequently Off Their Reservations.

I Felt Only As A Man Can Feel Who Is Roaming Over The Prairies Of The Far West, Well Armed, And Mounted On A Fleet And Gallant Steed.

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.

The Free State Men, Myself Among Them, Took It For Granted That Missouri Was A Slave State.

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.

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.