William Frederick Cody (February 26, 1846 - January 10, 1917), known as Buffalo Bill, was an American soldier, bison hunter, and showman. He was born in Le Claire, Iowa Territory (now the U. S. state of Iowa), but he lived for several years in his father's hometown in modern-day Mississauga, Ontario, Canada, before the family returned to the Midwest and settled in the Kansas Territory. Buffalo Bill started working at the age of 11, after his father's death, and became a rider for the Pony Express at age 15. During the American Civil War, he served the Union from 1863 to the end of the war in 1865. Later he served as a civilian scout for the U. S. Army during the Indian Wars, receiving the Medal of Honor in 1872.
Excerpt from The Adventures of Buffalo Bill Man Of the brave Old days. When, in 1883, Cody gave up his roving life and organized the Wild West Show it meant that the Wild West itself was gone for good and all. TO gether with Boone, Crockett, and Carson his life rounds out the century of continental occupation, counting from the year Boone crossed the mountains into Kentucky to the final completion Of the Union Pacific Rail way. Boone was born in Pennsylvania and died in Missouri; Crockett was born west Of the Alleghanies, in Tennessee, and died in Texas; Carson and Cody were born west Of the Mississippi, and died in Colorado. Perhaps the most picturesque period in Buffalo Bill's life was his service as a rider in the service Of the famous Pony Express just before the Civil War. This was per haps the most perilous job that a man could undertake, and young Cody was barely fifteen years Old. Yet he had had previous experience in Indian fighting and at the age Of eleven he had killed his first Indian. Shortly afterward the Civil War began and Cody enlisted in the Union Army, serving as a scout. When the fighting was over he. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.
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Book Excerpt: ank, when I happened to look up to the moonlit sky and saw the plumed head of an Indian peeping over the bank. Instead of hurrying ahead and alarming the men in a quiet way, I instantly aimed my gun at his head and fired. The report rang out sharp and loud on the night air, and was immediately followed by an Indian whoop, and the next moment about six feet of dead Indian came tumbling into the river. I was not only overcome with astonishment, but was badly scared, as I could hardly realize what I had done. I expected to see the whole force of Indians come down upon us. While I was standing thus bewildered, the men, who had heard the shot and the war whoop, and had seen the Indian take a tumble, came rushing back."Who fired that shot?" cried Frank McCarthy."I did," replied I, rather proudly, as my confidence returned, and I saw the men coming up."Yes, and little Billy has killed an Indian stone dead--too dead to skin," said one of the men, who had approached nearer than the rest, and haRead More
