. Das Leben von Hon. William F. Cody, bekannt als Buffalo Bill, der berühmte Jäger, Scout und Führer. Eine Autobiographie . Herren, antwortete Bob, ich will dir zeigen, wie wir es in diesem Land inszenieren. Bob bestieg den Kasten, sammelte die Linien, und pullingtravel Pferde stark durch travel Bits, sang er heraus zum Englisch-meii, Alle an Bord! Bobs Begleiter auf der Box wasCapt. Cricket; ein kleiner Kerl, der der Bote des Trainers war. Nachdem alle gesessen hatten. Bob sagte den Aktienausschreiben, sie zu lösen. Wir, MHO, standen herum, um zu sehen, wie die Bühne begann, und erwarteten, dass sie zu einem lebhaften Tempo abgehen würde. Wir waren im Hotel

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. The life of Hon. William F. Cody, known as Buffalo Bill, the famous hunter, scout and guide. An autobiography . gentlemen, answered Bob, Ill show you howwe stage it in this country. Bob mounted the box, gathered the lines, and pullingthe horses strongly by the bits, he sang out to the English-meii, All aboard! Bobs companion on the box wasCapt. Cricket; a little fellow who was the messenger ofthe coach. After everybody was seated. Bob told the stock-tenders to turn em loose. We, Mho were standing around to see the stage start out, expected it would go off at a lively rate. We were consid-erably surprised, therefore, when, after the horses had madea few lively jumps, Bob put on the big California brakesand brought them down to a walk. The road, for a distanceof four miles, gradually rose to the top of a hill, and all theway up this ascent. Bob held the impatient team in check. Blarst your heyes, driver, why dont you let them go?exclaimed one of the passengers, who had all along been ex-pecting a very brisk ride. Every once in a while theywould ask him some such c[uestion, but he paid no attention. BOB SCOTTS FAMOUS COACH RIDE. BOB SCOTTS DRIVE. 123 to tlieiti. At last he reached the top of the hill, and then hesuddenly flung three of the lines on the left side of the team, and the other three on the right side. lie then began^playing the silk to them, —that is to say, he began to lashthem unmercifully. The team started off like a streak oflightning, so to speak, without a single rein being held bythe driver. Bob cried out to the Englishmen, saying, Hold on, gentlemen, and Ill give you a lively ride, andshow you how to stage it in the Rocky Mountains. His next movement was to pull the lamps out of the sock-ets and throw them at the leaders. The glass broke upontheir backs and nearly set them wild, but being so accus-tomed to running the road, they never once left the track, and went flying on down the grade towards the next station, eight miles distant, the coach bounc

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