sword, and lance, taken up the Bible and stole, and thenceforth
fought only with the weapon of Samson, the strong!

"And so yez are, by special appointment, chamberlain to the gurruls
by day, and ivver sawing wood at nighttime! Bedad! I'll shpile the
thrick for Misther Payterson, the thaving baste, and take this little
greenhorn out of his clutches and sind him about his business." With
these words, he opened the door for me and I escaped.

Farewell, lovely maids of Kansas and Missouri! If mayhap this writing
comes to you, oh, let us meet again; my heart yearns to greet you and
your granddaughters. For surely, though it seems to me as yesterday,
the blossoms of forty summers have fallen in our path and whitened
our hair.



CHAPTER II. PERILOUS JOURNEY

After several days I arrived at the end of my railway journey,
Junction City, without delay or accident. The trip was not lacking in
interesting details. The monotony of the never ending prairie was at
times enlivened by herds of buffalo and antelope. On one occasion
they delayed our train for several hours. An enormous herd of
thousands upon thousands of buffalo crossed the railroad track in
front of our train. Bellowing, crowding, and pushing, they were not
unlike the billows of an angry sea as it crashes and foams over the
submerged rocks of a dangerous coast. Their rear guard was made up of
wolves, large and small. They followed the herd stealthily, taking
advantage of every hillock and tuft of buffalo grass to hide