PART I
PART I - CHAPTER I - SOLDIER BOY - PRIVATELY TO HIMSELF
_ I am Buffalo Bill‘s horse. I have spent my life under his saddle -
with him in it, too, and he is good for two hundred pounds, without
his clothes； and there is no telling how much he does weigh when he
is out on the war-path and has his batteries belted on. He is over
six feet, is young, hasn‘t an ounce of waste flesh, is straight,
graceful, springy in his motions, quick as a cat, and has a
handsome face, and black hair dangling down on his shoulders, and
is beautiful to look at； and nobody is braver than he is, and
nobody is stronger, except myself. Yes, a person that doubts that
he is fine to see should see him in his beaded buck-skins, on my
back and his rifle peeping above his shoulder, chasing a hostile
trail, with me going like the wind and his hair streaming out
behind from the shelter of his broad slouch. Yes, he is a sight to
look at then - and I‘m part of it myself.
I am his favorite h

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