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Captain Graham, for such I soon learned was his name, replied: "Well, I never saw the like before. Who under the sun are you, anyhow?" "My name is Cody," said I. One of the lieutenants, Thompson by name, who had met me at Fort Harker, then recognized me, and said: "Why, that is Bill Cody, our old scout."
Upon hearing this I got my "brave" up a little, and said: "General, if there is no one ready to volunteer, I'll carry your dispatches myself." "I had not thought of asking you to do this duty, Cody, as you are already pretty hard worked. But it is really important that these dispatches should go through," said the General.
After an early breakfast I groomed and saddled my mule, and, riding down to the general's quarters, waited for him to appear. I saluted as he came out, and said that if he had any further orders I was ready to carry them out. "I am not feeling very pleasant this morning, Cody," he said. "My horse died during the night." I said I was very sorry his animal got into too fast a class the day before.
"Never fear about Cody, captain," Curtis added; "he is as good in the dark as he is in the daylight." By ten o'clock that night I was on my way to Fort Hays, sixty-five miles distant across the country. It was pitch-dark, but this I liked, as it lessened the probability of the Indians' seeing me unless I stumbled on them by accident.
He informed me that he was looking for a man to carry dispatches to Fort Dodge, and, while we were talking, Dick Parr, his chief of scouts, came in to inform him that none of his scouts would volunteer. Upon hearing this, I said: "General, if no one is ready to volunteer, I'll carry your dispatches myself." "I had not thought of asking you to do this, Cody," said the general.
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"Who in thunder are you?" he demanded, looking at me without a sign of recognition in his eye. "Why, general," I said, "I am to be your guide on this expedition." He looked at me a second time, and a grin spread over his face. "Can it be possible that you are Cody?" he asked. I told him that I was Cody. "Let down your hair," he commanded. I took off my hat, and my hair fell over my shoulders.
During the construction of the line, the contract to feed the forces at the front was let to Goddard Brothers who utilized to a very great extent buffalo meat for this purpose. To procure these they employed W. F. Cody at five hundred dollars per month.
Furthermore, he had to ford the North Platte at a point where the stream was half a mile in width and in places twelve feet deep. Though the current was at times slow, dangers from quicksand were always to be feared on these prairie rivers. Cody, then but a youth, had to surmount these obstacles and cover his trip at an average of fifteen miles an hour.
With this machine Cody made his first flights over Laffan's plain, being then definitely attached to the Balloon Section of the Royal Engineers as military aviation specialist. There were many months of experiment and trial, after the accident which Cody detailed in the statement given above, and then, on May 14th, 1909, Cody took the air and made a flight of 1,200 yards with entire success.
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