Kendall's Last Stand

Sooner or later, every man meets his Waterloo, even in Montana territory. At the time Colonel Custer was meeting his, I very nearly met mine. From, dear, gentlemen, here with an Englishman's account of life and death in the West.

As a reporter for the London Times, he writes his colorful and unusual stories. But as a man with a gun, he lives and becomes a part of the violent years in the new territories. Now starring John Dainer, this is the story of J.B. Kendall, frontier gentleman.

I had received permission to accompany a troop of soldiers and packers up the Yellowstone to the mouth of Rosebud Creek and through the kindness of a Lieutenant Snow in charge of the spy depot.

I'd found quarters aboard the river steamer far west. There was an air of expectancy about. A scout had brought me was at the main concentration of the Sioux Army. I'd been sighted somewhere between the Rosebud and the Bighorn.

It was left an in snow when formed me. Well they've sent Custer in the seventh, Mr. Kendall. We'll see an end to it now. He'll finish the so. I wish I had known. I'd like to have gone with him.

Well, maybe Custer will bring back Sitting Bull or a crazy horse. be able to have your interviews. I've about given up hope. Don't worry. If they're still alive when the colonel's through with them, you'll get your chance.

Glad to hear it. Oh, they should have let Custer attack the sewer a long time ago. Well, now you'll see he'll massacre them. Lieutenant. Oh, how are you, Mr. Kendall? Well, thank you, Captain. Lieutenant just got word.