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

The first trip of the Pony Express was made in ten days - an average of two hundred miles a day. But we soon began stretching our riders and making better time.

We got more provisions for our whiskey than the same money, which we paid for the liquor, would have bought; so after all it proved a very profitable investment.

Washington newspaper men know everything.

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

Quick as lightning Wild Bill pulled his revolver. The stranger fell dead, shot through the brain.

I could never resist the call of the trail.