Indians Were Frequently Off Their Reservations.

The Cholera Had Broken Out At The Post, And Five Or Six Men Were Dying Daily.

Excitement Was Plentiful During My Two Years' Service As A Pony Express Rider.

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.

Every Indian Outbreak That I Have Ever Known Has Resulted From Broken Promises And Broken Treaties By The Government.

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.