I'm currently reading Pete Dexter's "Deadwood" which I at first thought would be about wild Bill Hickok.  And it mostly is, except that he gets killed halfway through.  

About 30+ years ago the boys and I stopped in Deadwood on our way to Glacier National Park - which we never got to because we ran out of money.  But we got to pan for gold and do other tourist stuff there.

According to the caption, these are stagecoaches near Deadwood in 1889.  In an attempt to mitigate the bumps along the road, the coaches had leather straps attached to the chassis which allowed the coach to sway rather than bump along.  Unless you were a child used to swing sets (or a trapeze artist), this caused motion sickness for the passengers.

Supposedly for every passenger killed by natives or outlaws, two were killed by their fellow passengers - sometimes for vomiting on each other.


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