. The life of Hon. William F. Cody, known as Buffalo Bill, the famous hunter, scout and guide. An autobiography . id I, somewhat profvoked at histhreat. But we acted too independently and too indiscreetly for DEPARTING RICHES. 151 our own good Dr. Webb,the very next day after hisinterview with u?, beganhauling material to a spotabout one mile east of us,where he staked out a newtown, which he called HaysCity. ? lie took great painsto circulate i n our townthe story that the railroadcompany would locate theirround-houses and machineshops at Hays City, andthat it was to be the townand a splendid
. The life of Hon. William F. Cody, known as Buffalo Bill, the famous hunter, scout and guide. An autobiography . id I, somewhat profvoked at histhreat. But we acted too independently and too indiscreetly for DEPARTING RICHES. 151 our own good Dr. Webb,the very next day after hisinterview with u?, beganhauling material to a spotabout one mile east of us,where he staked out a newtown, which he called HaysCity. ? lie took great painsto circulate i n our townthe story that the railroadcompany would locate theirround-houses and machineshops at Hays City, andthat it was to be the townand a splendid businesscenter. A ruinous stam-pede from onr place wasthe result. People whohad built in Rome came tothe conclusion that theyhad built in the wrongplace ; they began pullingdown their buildings andmoving them over to HaysCity, and in less than threedays our once flourishingcity had dwindled down tothe little store which Eoseand I had built. 11 was on a brightsummer morning that wesat on a pine box in frontof our crib, moodily view-ing the demolition of thelast building. Three daysbefore, we had considered. 152 LIFE OF BUFFALO BILL. ourselves millionaires; on that morning we looked aroundand saw that we were reduced to the ragged edge of sanguine expectations of realizing immense fortunes weredashed to the ground, and we felt pretty blue. The newtown of Hays had swallowed Rome entirely. Mr. Rosefacetiously remarked that he felt like the last rose of sum-mer, with all his lovely companions faded and gone, andAe left blooming alone. I told him I was still there, staunchand true, but he replied that that didnt help the mattermuch. Thus ends the brief history of the Rise, Decline andFall of Modern Rome. It having become evident to me that there was very littlehope of Rome ever regaining its former splendor and pros-perity, I sent my Avife and daughter Arta—who had beenborn at Leavenworth in the latter part of December, 18G6—to St. Louis on a visit. The}^ had been li
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