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.

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

As a good horse is not very apt to jump over a bank, if left to guide himself, I let mine pick his own way.

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.

Every Indian outbreak that I have ever known has resulted from broken promises and broken treaties by the government.

The McCarthy boys, at the proper moment, gave orders to fire upon the advancing enemy.

Excitement was plentiful during my two years' service as a Pony Express rider.