THE WOLF HUNTERS 



orable scars, re-enlisted again after the war and 

 in his last enlistment took service in the Seventh 

 Cavalry, and was one of the last remnant of that 

 doomed band who with their gallant leader met a 

 heroic death on that fatal knoll by the Little Big 

 Horn River on Sunday, June 25, 1876. With few 

 serious faults, and many virtues, our untutored, 

 wild Irishman was a brave, unselfish, and manly 

 man. 



Tom carried out his plan of using his money for 

 the benefit of his widowed sister and her children 

 on the little farm in Pennsylvania, saw them 

 comfortably fixed, and then went to Washington, 

 where, through the influence of army officers who 

 had known him in the service he obtained a com- 

 mission as captain in a volunteer cavalry regiment, 

 soon rose to be colonel of the regiment, and at the 

 close of the war was a brevet brigadier- general, 

 commanding a brigade. 



He had hoped when the war ended to obtain a 

 commission in the regular army, but his wounds 

 so far disabled him as to unfit him for active ser- 

 vice in the regulars. He was, therefore, com- 

 pelled to accept a pension and retired to the little 

 farm to try to content himself with the dull life 

 of citizen. 



After years of perilous adventures and des- 

 perate encounters on the frontier, Wild Bill was 

 finally assassinated in the city of Deadwood, South 

 Dakota, by a wretched gambler. 



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