Only some of the Buffalo Bill's Stories are available online. The ones I have posted the first chapters for are marked in blue. You can...

The Rio Grande, the great dividing line between Mexico and the United States, was swelling rapidly into a flood under recent rains, ...

The ungainly female who came roaring into Eldorado in search of the husband who “run away” from her contrived to draw a crowd about her ...

“What was that, Crawling Bear?” “Ugh! Fire-gun make um big ‘boom.’” “It was a fire-gun, all right, but where did the report come from? ...

Buffalo Bill drew rein and looked around. He was on a narrow and lonely trail that ran close by the Cinnabar River. The country was ...

Fate was in a very capricious mood when Buffalo Bill and his pards carried their activities into the Lone Star State. They galloped over ...

When that wonderful invitation was read by the masculine element and the few women of Blossom Range, it created a sensation, ...

“One thousand dollars for my life.” “You holds it cheap, pard.” “It is all I have with me.” “Guess not, fer men say as how you hes ...

One summer morning, in the sixties, when the Indians in the West and Southwest were still giving much trouble to Uncle Sam’s settlers ...

Nate Bernritter, or “Bern,” as he was usually called when not referred to as “the old man,” was in an unpleasant frame of mind. He was ...

Fort Advance, a structure built of heavy, squared timbers and some masonry, with towers at the four corners, commanding the deep ditches ...

One June night in the early seventies, the sole occupant of a lonely cabin high up in the Rockies had a bad dream. Pursued by a legion ...

It had come out of the long familiar war between the cattlemen and sheepmen. “Red Dick” and “Doc” Downs, cattlemen, were on trial for ...

A horseman drew rein one morning, upon the brink of the Grand Cañon of the Colorado, a mighty abyss, too vast for the eye to take in its ...