I was persuaded now that I was destined to lead a life on the Plains.
I felt only as a man can feel who is roaming over the prairies of the far West, well armed, and mounted on a fleet and gallant steed.
But the love of adventure was in father's blood.
Excitement was plentiful during my two years' service as a Pony Express rider.
Major North and myself went out in advance of the command several miles and killed a number of buffaloes.
Every Indian outbreak that I have ever known has resulted from broken promises and broken treaties by the government.