"Wichita was a rough-and-tumble place surrounded by an endless sea of grass that had long been the domain of Indians, buffalo hunters, and fur traders. It was not a milieu for the faint of heart. Folks in Wichita enjoyed pointing out to greenhorns that back in the bygone times of 1860, a mere ten years or so before, Osage tribesmen on a hunting expedition had murdered one of the first white residents in the area. The search party of twenty resolute horsemen scoured the prairie, but all they ever found of the missing man was a booted human leg and a severed head for his widow to bury."
- Billy the Kid: The Endless Ride (2007) by Michael Wallis, page 20
I wonder what happened to his other leg?
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