A Good Man Gone

He was about to die. A frleud held hls hand and to him the dying man said: 'Tve led a pretty tough life out here In the west and done some pretty mean things, there ia one thing I have not done, and for that I expect to have all else forglven." "What's that?" said the friend. 'Tve never written an account of the Custer maasacre." And then he died.