I Felt Only As A Man Can

The Indians Said The Bones Were Those Of A Race Of People ... Three Times The Size Of A Man.

Excitement Was Plentiful During My Two Years' Service As A Pony Express Rider.

Springfield Has Always Had A Place In My Heart.

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.

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.