In death, lie. In living, cry. Carry me home to remember to be remembered.
Quick as lightning Wild Bill pulled his revolver. The stranger fell dead, shot through the brain.
The Free State men, myself among them, took it for granted that Missouri was a slave state.
The first trip of the Pony Express was made in ten days - an average of two hundred miles a day. But we soon began stretching our riders and making better time.
With the help of a friend I got father into a wagon, when the crowd had gone. I held his head in my lap during the ride home. I believed he was mortally wounded. He had been stabbed down through the kidneys, leaving an ugly wound.
My brother was a great favorite with everybody, and his death cast a gloom upon the whole neighborhood.
My great forte in killing buffaloes was to get them circling by riding my horse at the head of the herd and shooting their leaders. Thus the brutes behind were crowded to the left, so that they were soon going round and round.
Every time fans turned on the television or watched the Dallas Cowboys, I wanted to give them the performance of a lifetime.
I can tell that you been crying all night, drinking all summer, praying for your happiness, hope that you recover
Love accepts the trying things of life without asking for explanations. It trusts and is at rest.
Simple diet is best: for many dishes bring many diseases, and rich sauces are worse than even heaping several meats upon each other.