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

I had the best buffalo horse that ever made a track.

Major North has had for years complete power over these Indians and can do more with them than any man living.

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

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

Don't ever say you are sorry for "being caught in the moment". Because, at that moment, that is EXACTLY where you wanted to be.

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.