We brought a doctor from Lawrence, and did everything in our power to save him, but in a week he died.

The loss of a member of our own family could not have affected us more.
I was now in my fifteenth year and possessed of a growing appetite for adventure.

A very few months had so dulled the memory of my sufferings in the dugout that I had forgotten all about my resolve to forsake the frontier forever.

I looked about me for something new and still more exciting.
I was not long in finding it.

In April, 1860, the firm of Russell, Majors & Waddell organized the wonderful "Pony Express," the most picturesque messenger-service that this country has ever seen.