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Excerpt from A Frontiersman Dear Sir, I Have just read "A Frontiersman," and was more than interested. His description of the West is true to life, and I know a lot of the men he mentions. As to his ride from Canada to old Mexico I envy him the trip. Very truly yours, (Signed) W. F. Cody("Buffalo Bill"). The Adventurous Novelist Mr. Roger Pocock, the author of "The Frontiersman," which is looked forward to with much interest, is the brother of Miss Lena Ashwell, the actress, and is a great horseman. He rode from Fort Macleod, at the foot of the Rockies, to the city of Mexico, 3600 statute miles. The ride was done on three horses, not including pack animals, and occupied 200 days - from 28th June 1899 to 21st January 1900. Mr. Pocock has led a life of extraordinary adventure, and in his time has played many parts. He has been in turn cowboy, novelist, poet, missionary, pirate, prospector, pedlar, farm-hand, photographer, law clerk, telegraph operator, and scout. He led an expedition to Klondyke, has served in the North-West Police - where he was badly frost-bitten - and was a scout in the recent Transvaal War. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.
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Excerpt from A Frontiersman
But in the first camp on the Trail of the Pioneers I can only remember, through the mist of years, a navvy who stood beside me at the fire, a man of middle-age, with a rough Scotch face, who, cocking up one shrewd grey eye, said quietly, I hear you're looking for me?
I had come a thousand miles to see the General Officer commanding this war of giants, and found a navvy. He glanced at my letter of introduction, scanned my face again, and so with a patient sigh turned back to enjoy the warmth of the red flames. He asked no futile question as to what I could do, had no illusive hopes, and if he gave me a job it would be only to save me from starving to death in the bush.
About the Publisher
Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com
This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.
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