My Purpose Is To Make My Narrative

There Are Not Enough Indians In The World To Defeat The Seventh Cavalry.

I Would Be Willing, Yes Glad, To See A Battle Every Day During My Life.

Hurrah Boys! Let's Get These Last Few Reds Then Head On Back To Camp. Hurrah!

Where Did All These Damn Indians Come From?

Previous To This Time I Had Never Even A Balloon Except From A Distance. Being Interested In Their Construction, I Was About To Institute A Thorough Examination Of All Its Parts, When The Aeronaut Announced That All Was Ready. He Inquired Whether I Desired To Go Up Alone, Or He Should Accompany Me. My Desire, If Frankly Expressed, Would Have Been Not To Go Up At All; But If I Was To Go, Company Was Certainly Desirable. With An Attempt At Indifference, I Intimated That He Might Go Along.