My wife was delighted with the home I had given her amid the prairies of the far west.

Nothing of course was ever done to Bill for the killing of Tutt.

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

Springfield has always had a place in my heart.

The audience, upon learning that the real Buffalo Bill was present, gave several cheers between the acts.

The cholera had broken out at the post, and five or six men were dying daily.

The Confederates had suspected Wild Bill of being a spy for two or three days, and had watched him closely.

The Free State men, myself among them, took it for granted that Missouri was a slave state.

The Indians kept increasing in numbers until it was estimated that we were fighting from 800 to 1,000 of them.

The Indians were well mounted and felt proud and elated because they had been made United States soldiers.

The McCarthy boys, at the proper moment, gave orders to fire upon the advancing enemy.

We had avoided discovery by the Sioux scouts, and we were confident of giving them a complete surprise.

Wild Bill was a strange character. In person he was about six feet and one inch in height. He was a Plains-man in every sense of the word.

Wild Bill was anything but a quarrelsome man yet I have personal knowledge of at least half a dozen men whom he had at various times killed.

It was because of my great interest in the West, and my belief that its development would be assisted by the interest I could awaken in others, that I decided to bring the West to the East through the medium of the Wild West Show.

Having secured my Indian actors, I started for Baltimore, where I organized my combination, and which was the largest troupe I had yet had on the road.

I thought I was benefiting the Indians as well as the government, by taking them all over the United States, and giving them a correct idea of the customs, life, etc., of the pale faces, so that when they returned to their people they could make known all they had seen.

My great forte in killing buffaloes was to get them circling by riding my horse at the head of the herd and shooting their leaders. Thus the brutes behind were crowded to the left, so that they were soon going round and round.

My mother's sympathies were strongly with the Union. She knew that war was bound to come, but so confident was she in the strength of the Federal Government that she devoutly believed that the struggle could not last longer than six months at the utmost.

On reaching the place where the Indians had surprised us, we found the bodies of the three men whom they had killed and scalped, and literally cut into pieces.