12 THE ADVENTURES OF 



CHAPTER II. 



SPECULATION POULTRY RAISING A MAN 



KILLED BY A BEAR, ETC. 



When I arrived at Kansas City, in 1865, it 

 was such a little, unpromising looking place 

 that I conceived a dislike for it immediately. 

 I had money enough to have bought it almost 

 entire, and, in the light of recent develop- 

 ments, have regretted a thousand times that 

 I did not do so. The squalid village of a few 

 huts, has, in the sixteen intervening years, 

 grown to be a thriving, busy city of several 

 thousand inhabitants. Its situation upon one 

 of the main lines of travel and emigration, 

 makes it certain to become one of the princi- 

 pal western cities, but the prejudice I first 

 conceived against the place was so strong that 

 I tailed to discover any future for it, and pre- 

 vented my making any speculation on the 

 place. 



I remained here but a short time, and then 

 pushed forward up into Kansas, but did not 

 like the country. It was so totally different 



