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William F. Drannan
William F. Drannan (1832–1913) was an American frontiersman, scout, and writer, best known for his adventurous tales of the Old West. He claimed to have worked with famed figures such as Kit Carson and to have been involved in numerous scouting and exploration missions. Drannan's most notable works include "Thirty-One Years on the Plains and in the Mountains" and "Chief of Scouts," both of which recount his experiences in the wilderness, though their accuracy has often been debated. His books contributed to the popular mythology of the American frontier in the late 19th and early 20th centuries.
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CHAPTER I. A BOY ESCAPES A TYRANT AND PAYS A DEBT WITH A HORNET'S NEST—MEETS KIT CARSON AND BECOMES THE OWNER OF A PONY AND A GUN. The old saying that truth is stranger than fiction is emphasized in the life of every man whose career has been one of adventure and danger in the pursuit of a livelihood. Knowing nothing of the art of fiction and but little of any sort of literature; having been...
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CHAPTER 1. At the age of fifteen I found myself in St. Louis, Mo., probably five hundred miles from my childhood home, with one dollar and a half in money in my pocket. I did not know one person in that whole city, and no one knew me. After I had wandered about the city a few days, trying to find something to do to get a living, I chanced to meet what proved to be the very best that could have happened...
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