Manuscripts/Mixed Material [Harry Buffington Cody]
Tarrant Co., Dist. #7
Harry Buffington Cody (called Buffalo Cody by his friends because of his relationship with the genuine Buffalo Bill and his middle name, Buffington, 83, was born Sept. 20, 1854. 16 Mi. N. of Yankton, Terr. of Dakota. A tribe of Sioux Indians raided his father's farm, killing his parents. Red Cloud, chief of the tribe, took Cody to raise. Four Yrs later, Cody escaped the tribe. Being an orphan and not having any one to care for him, he became a rover, living on wild game, fish and fowl. He was employed as a cowboy by the Bedwicke Cattle Co. of [Breashitt?] Co., Ky., in 1869. He quit that Co. the next Yr and roamed again until he met a number of other rovers, who had decided to go to Texas. They entered Texas just N. of Gainsville, and Cody was employed as a trail driver by [Red?] Watson, trail boss of a herd of cattle going to Hays City, Kan. He was later employed on three other trail drives, and then bought two herds of his own and drove them to Kan. He was then employed in [1888?], on Buffalo Bill's Wild West Show until 1890, at which time he established a show of his own. He was again employed on Buffalo Bill's show in 1912, and was with it when it collapsed in Denver, Colo., in 1913. He has since been occupied in the show business, which he still follows. He now resides at the [Bluff?] Hotel in Ft. Worth, Texas. His story:
“I guess these trappings [?] sport made you think I might have been a buckaroo once in my life. My little old goatee, mustache, cowboy boots, and 10 gallon Stetson does cause folks to think that, and I've been [making?] my living for years off this rig. Of course, I had to do a little fancy riding in the arenas over the country, with a little trick roping throwed in, but I learnt it all in a [har?] school. Yep. learnt it all in a hard school. Had to go for myself when most kids were still around their mother's apron strings.
Now I was born Sept. 20, [1854?], on my dad's farm which was located high onto 16 Mi. N. of Yankton, Territory of the Dakotas. The reason I had to go it on my own so early, was because a tribe