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Come Join Us Around the Campfire for our first story – Wild Bill Hickok.

Wild Bill Hickok

For a true man of the Wild West, Wild Bill Hickok had what you might call a certain flair for gettin’ slicked up. Now, a lot of the ladies thought he was a right handsome feller and they really took a shine to all that long hair.

Now, he had hisself a pair of silver plates S.A.-44 Colt revolvers and he didn’t mind usin’ ‘em-not one little bit and what’s more he was downright good with ‘em too. It’s been speculated that this here fella killed at least seven men during his time, but the story I’m gonna tell you is about his very first gunfight.

You see, he’d been working along, trying to get a feel for things in the West seein’ as how he had been born in Illinois and all. He weren’t much more’n 25 at the time; which was a durned site old to be makin’ your first kill by most standards in the West.

Well, Hickock had hisself a job workin’ at a station for the Pony Express. That was before they had to shut ‘er down. Anyways, he’s workin’ at the station and these fellas come in lookin’ like they was up to no good. ‘Course a lot of folks was up to no good in them days and thing was heatin’ up twixt the north and the south so you just never could be sure ‘bout some folks.

So, Hickok takes a long look at these here fellas decides he don’t like the way they were lookin’ and thinks to hisself he’s not gonna take any chances with ‘em so he pulls out them six shooters and gets to work with ‘em.

When he was done he had done put bullets holes in all of ‘em. Not bad for a fella’s first gunfight.