My Restless, Roaming Spirit Would Not Allow

But The Love Of Adventure Was In Father's Blood.

The First Trip Of The Pony Express Was Made In Ten Days - An Average Of Two Hundred Miles A Day. But We Soon Began Stretching Our Riders And Making Better Time.

Washington Newspaper Men Know Everything.

The Free State Men, Myself Among Them, Took It For Granted That Missouri Was A Slave State.

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.