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206Buffalo Bill. thinking that a letter upon general topics would interest your many readers, I forward you a few [hues?], commencing with things dramatic as a starter. Opening my theatrical season Sept. 1st in Davenport, Iowa, my old boyhood home, and around which many sad and pleasant memories cling, I at once started upon the highway to what has proven the most successful business I have ever known. In Davenport, I was received in a manner that touched me deeply, and proved that time had not obliterated the kindly feeling felf for my name there, and, that any reputation I have won in border warfare, and as actor and writer, was more than appreciated. Driving out tomy father's old home, I grieved to see that the homestead no longer met the eye, but had passed away, as many of those who dwelt there in the long ago have done. But the "homes of the dead" remained, and in the little country burying ground I sought for, and found the grave of my brother Samuel, who met his death twenty-seven years ago, having been killed by a vicious horse while we were out riding together. My wild ride for my father and the doctor my brother's death, and the day we laid him in his last resting place came before me in all its vividness, and I went backward from manhood to childhood, as I stood by the lonely grave, and gazed down upon the little marble headstone, and moralizing as one must, who has often met death face to face and been spared, while others, the nearest, the dearest and the best have been cut down by his side. But I must seen moralizing and write of matters of a more general interest. Davenport is a pleasant little city resting upon the banks of the Mississippi, and Rock Island. Immediately opposite is another thriving town that welcomed me with a rousing house, proving that its citizens are enthusiastic theatre goers. Running through Iowa, I met the same success at Clinton, dubuque, Cedar Rapids, Iowa City, Des Moines, and Keokuk, until I struck Illinois at Galesburg everywhere my dramas receiving the highest praise from the press, with the exception of clinton, where a column was devoted to criticising a play which it was evident the reporter had not seen, having doubt | 206 |