I Began To Think That

I Had Many Enemies Among The Sioux; I Would Be Running Considerable Risk In Meeting Them.

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.

We Had Avoided Discovery By The Sioux Scouts, And We Were Confident Of Giving Them A Complete Surprise.

Stations Were Built At Intervals Averaging Fifteen Miles Apart. A Rider's Route Covered Three Stations, With An Exchange Of Horses At Each, So That He Was Expected At The Beginning To Cover Close To Forty-five Miles - A Good Ride When One Must Average Fifteen Miles An Hour.

With The Help Of A Friend I Got Father Into A Wagon, When The Crowd Had Gone. I Held His Head In My Lap During The Ride Home. I Believed He Was Mortally Wounded. He Had Been Stabbed Down Through The Kidneys, Leaving An Ugly Wound.