I began to think that my time had come, as the saying is.

My debut upon the world's stage occurred on February 26th, 1845.

I could never resist the call of the trail.

But the West of the old times, with its strong characters, its stern battles and its tremendous stretches of loneliness, can never be blotted from my mind.

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

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

Major North and myself went out in advance of the command several miles and killed a number of buffaloes.