ed and Quit; a Period of Husking;
My Next Trip on the Pullman; Tips and the People Who
Give Them. 131

CHAPTER XIX.

The Pullman Palace Sleeping Car; Long Trips on the Rail; the
Wreck; One Touch of Nature Makes the Whole World Kin;
a Few of the Railroads Over Which I Have Traveled; the
Invalids and the Care We Give Them. 137

CHAPTER XX.

The Tourist Sleeping Car; the Chair Car; the Safeguards of
Modern Railroading; See America, Then Let Your Chest
Swell with Pride that You are an American. 142

CHAPTER XXI.

A Few of the Railroad Men Under Whom I Have Served; George
M. Pullman; the Town of Pullman, Ill.; American Railroads
Lead the World; a Few Figures. 148

CHAPTER XXII.

A Few Reminiscences of the Range: Some Men I Have Met;
Buffalo Bill; the James Brothers; Yellowstone Kelly; the
Murder of Buck Cannon by Bill Woods; the Suicide of Jack
Zimick. 155

CHAPTER I.

SLAVERY DAYS. THE OLD PLANTATION. MY EARLY FORAGING. THE STOLEN
DEMIJOHN. MY FIRST DRINK. THE CURSE OF SLAVERY.

In an old log cabin, on my Master's plantation in Davidson County in
Tennessee in June, 1854, I first saw the light of day. The exact date of
my birth I never knew, because in those days no count was kept of such
trivial matters as the birth of a slave baby. They were born and died
and the account was balanced in the gains and losses of the Master's
chattels, and one more or less did not matter much one way or another.
My father and mother were owned by Robert Love, an extensive planter and
the owner of many slaves. He was in his way and in comparison with many
other slave owners of those days a kind and indulgent Master.

My father was a sort of foreman of the slaves on the plantation, and my
mother presided over the kitchen at the big house and my Master's table,
and among her other duties were to milk the cows and run the loom,
weaving clothing for the other slaves. This left her scant time to look
after me, so I early acquired the habit of looking out for myself. The
other members of father's family were my sister Sally, about eight years
old, and my brother Jordan, about five. My sister Sally was supposed to
look after me when my mother was otherwise occupied; but between