I made the best of the item that the circumstances permitted, and felt that if I were not confined within rigid limits by the presence of the reporters of the other papers I could add particulars that would make the article much more interesting.
However, I found one wagon that was going on to California, and made some judicious inquiries of the proprietor.

When I learned, through his short and surly answers to my cross-questioning, that he was certainly going on and would not be in the city next day to make trouble, I got ahead of the other papers, for I took down his list of names and added his party to the killed and wounded.

Having more scope here, I put this wagon through an Indian fight that to this day has no parallel in history.
My two columns were filled.

When I read them over in the morning I felt that I had found my legitimate occupation at last.

I reasoned within myself that news, and stirring news, too, was what a paper needed, and I felt that I was peculiarly endowed with the ability to furnish it.
Mr.Goodman said that I was as good a reporter as Dan.