. The life of Hon. William F. Cody, known as Buffalo Bill, the famous hunter, scout and guide. An autobiography . e. It became evident to me that it would be bet-ter to trust myself with two men than with the whole was apparent that from this time on, I would have to be onthe alert for some good opportunity to give them the slip. Come along, said one of them, and togeth-er we wentdown the creek, and soon came to the spot where my horsewas tied. One of the men unhitched the animal and said : Ill lead the horse. Yery well, said I, Ive got a couple of sage-hens on. I picked up
. The life of Hon. William F. Cody, known as Buffalo Bill, the famous hunter, scout and guide. An autobiography . e. It became evident to me that it would be bet-ter to trust myself with two men than with the whole was apparent that from this time on, I would have to be onthe alert for some good opportunity to give them the slip. Come along, said one of them, and togeth-er we wentdown the creek, and soon came to the spot where my horsewas tied. One of the men unhitched the animal and said : Ill lead the horse. Yery well, said I, Ive got a couple of sage-hens on. I picked up the sage-hens, which I had killed a few hoursbefore, and followed the man who was leading the horse, 116 LIFE OF BUFFALO BILL. while his companion brought up the rear. The nearer weapproached the dug-out the more I dreaded the idea of goingback among the villainous cut-throats. My Urst plan of escape having failed, I now determinedupon another. I had both of my revolvers with me, the thieves not hav-ing thought it necessary to search me. It was now quitedark, and I purposely dropped one of the sage-hens, and. MY ESCAPE FHOM THE HORSE THIEVES. asked the man behind me to pick it up. While he was hunt-ing for it on the ground, I quickly pulled out one of myColts revolvers and struck him a tremendous blow on theback of the head, knocking him senseless to the ground. Ithen instantly wheeled around, and saw that the man aheadwho was only a few feet distant, had heard the blow and hadturned to see what was the matter, his hand upon his revol-ver. We faced each other at about the same instant, but ESCAPING FROM ^THE THIEVES. 117 before lie could fire, as he tried to do, I shot him dead in histracks. Then jumping on mj horse, I rode down the creekas fast as possible, through the darkness and over the roughground and rocks. The other outlaws in the dug-out, having heard the shotwhich I had fired, knew there was trouble, and they all camerushing down tlie creek. I suppose, by the time the
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