On reaching the place where the Indians had surprised us, we found the bodies of the three men whom they had killed and scalped, and literally cut into pieces.
I could never resist the call of the trail.
The Confederates had suspected Wild Bill of being a spy for two or three days, and had watched him closely.
I had many enemies among the Sioux; I would be running considerable risk in meeting them.
We had avoided discovery by the Sioux scouts, and we were confident of giving them a complete surprise.
Quick as lightning Wild Bill pulled his revolver. The stranger fell dead, shot through the brain.