Washington newspaper men know everything.

I found Spotted Tail's lodge. He invited me to enter.

After crossing the Smoky Hill River, I felt comparatively safe as this was the last stream I had to cross.

It was my effort, in depicting the West, to depict it as it was.

The Free State men, myself among them, took it for granted that Missouri was a slave state.

I was persuaded now that I was destined to lead a life on the Plains.

But the love of adventure was in father's blood.