But in less time than I can tell it the plainsmen had sent their lassos hurtling through the air, and the horses discovered that they had met their masters.

The audience, always strong for the winners, forgot their disappointment in the absence of fatalities, and howled with delight as the cowboys, one after another, mounted the fractious horses and trotted them submissively about the arena.

We closed this tour of Europe, which was successful to the end, with a second visit to England.
I have now come to the end of my story.

It is a story of "The Great West that Was," a West that is gone forever.
All my interests are still with the West--the modern West.

I have a number of homes there, the one I love best being in the wonderful Big Horn Valley, which I hope one day to see one of the garden spots of the world.
In concluding, I want to express the hope that the dealings of this Government of ours with the Indians will always be just and fair.