Custer's little big Horn
Summer 1876, Dakota Territory
1. Great choking clouds of yellow-brown dust billow from under the spinning wheels of our rocking and lurching stagecoach. The thundering hooves of four galloping horses and the exhortations of the driver make conversation inside the nearly empty coach difficult.
Across from me sits a lone gentleman ... dapper looking, ruddy-faced, with a big drooping mustache and a long cigar....
Custer's Little Big Horn
Summer 1876, Dakota Territory
1. Great choking clouds of yellow-brown dust billow from under the spinning wheels of our rocking and lurching stagecoach. The thundering hooves of four galloping horses and the exhortations of the driver make conversation inside the nearly empty coach difficult.
Across from me sits a lone gentleman ... dapper looking, ruddy-faced, with a big drooping mustache and a long cigar....
Custer's Little Big Horn
