The First Presentation Of My Show Was

If Wild Bill Could Have Made His Successful Dash Into Our Lines Earlier In The Day, The Attuck Would Have Been Made Sooner, And Greater Results Might Have Been Expected. The Confederates Had Suspected Him Of Being A Spy For Two Or Three Days, And Had Watched Him Too Closely To Allow An Opportunity To Get Away From Them Sooner.

The Indians Kept Increasing In Numbers Until It Was Estimated That We Were Fighting From 800 To 1,000 Of Them.

My First Plan Of Escape Having Failed, I Now Determined Upon Another.

On Reaching The Place Where The Indians Had Surprised Us, We Found The Bodies Of The Three Men Whom They Had Killed And Scalped, And Literally Cut Into Pieces.

The Greatest Of All The Sioux In My Time, Or In Any Time For That Matter, Was That Wonderful Old Fighting Man, Sitting Bull, Whose Life Will Some Day Be Written By A Historian Who Can Really Give Him His Due.