Something told me that some of the people I had met in New York might want to know just how a scout looked in his business clothes.

Mrs.Cody was much astonished because I did not ask for my brace of pistols, which had accompanied me everywhere I had gone up to that time.
She had great confidence in these weapons, which more than once had saved my life.

She wanted to know what in the world I would do without them if I met any bad men in New York.

I told her that I supposed there were policemen in New York whose business it was to take care of such people.

Anyway, I was going to chance it.
On my arrival at Omaha I was met by a number of friends who had heard of my expected descent on New York.