Buffalo Bill: His Life and Adventures in the Wild West — page 9: what you’re looking at

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| NCE. : —THE ‘MURDERING THE - SCHOOLBOYS > 1N A TE par -—THE CRIME AVENGED. | ee LO BILL” 8 we are going yp tot ell you all about. An odd ee oi 1ame ! ay, ; and very extraordin- ary is. the @ life « of its noble and intrepid “bearer, one of the finest specimens | of - Anglo-Ar r — manhood, ono who has plways een b brave towards foe, and true. vet iends from childhood up. 2 anecdotes which are woven ie | narrative: are not concocted : | On the poueary. | are d Mosier from comrades of the ie sepenant of cruelty, dishonesty, any shape, dress, or com- destro rer Of scalping In- ers, a and age) horse- ms y sa ro A q 1g 0 lai a} tho. a Ham rederick Cody was i in an t he Western State of Northern called by the Indian name of ‘not confound this with Ohio, | whic i td loes not disresemble in sound, but glance at your map. Forty years ago, all | he region between the Missis- “sippi | ge id the Sierra Nevada of | ia, was. a wilderness — not a ecause it was so immense bh ‘mhooea of the vredskin BAVARO, Bie : . - oy © ‘ : ay + - . + — = _ ‘though they were numerous, neemed i insig- ; po | nificant. Yet this aerrises was partly crossed — eS: by young Cody; only a lad of eight ox nine, as scout with his father, to the little | emigrant train of a couple of waggons, drawn by mules and oxen, conte S Bill and mother, and twin-sisters, ang their humble luggage, and household — effects. -To us at home in England, — where the most dangerous animals are otters and foxes, the most dangerous men, _ ruffianly tramps, and the heaviest storms | gales that a Jack-tar would laugh at, od if seems strange that a mere boy could : be entrusted with the look-out duty on 5. = | prairie, where Indian warriors might often — be met, as well as bears, mountain-lions, PS rattlesn< skes, and buffalo in cra | herds. But Billy Cody had already proven a that he had the niaking of a man in his sturdy young frame, and that his httle — rifle on the saddlebow of his pony was no , | toy. Just before the family made their re 4 | moval from Iowa to Kansas, he had helped to reveal a mystery, and had been the in-— tors of a heinous crime, A few years back, near the Cody Farm, there was a ranch (that is to say, grange from rancho, a dwelling, in American- Spanish) and a farm owned by a man named Foster Beal. With his wife and daughter, and a son as stalwart as him- self, and some negro-servents, he had not strument of punishment to the perpetra- — LAL feared to settle on yeomichiooks: nad am: -