Wild Bill Was A Strange Character. In

The Indians Were Well Mounted And Felt Proud And Elated Because They Had Been Made United States Soldiers.

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.

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.

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I Thought I Was Benefiting The Indians As Well As The Government, By Taking Them All Over The United States, And Giving Them A Correct Idea Of The Customs, Life, Etc., Of The Pale Faces, So That When They Returned To Their People They Could Make Known All They Had Seen.