My first plan of escape having failed, I now determined upon another.
My wife was delighted with the home I had given her amid the prairies of the far west.
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.
Excitement was plentiful during my two years' service as a Pony Express rider.
I had many enemies among the Sioux; I would be running considerable risk in meeting them.
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.