Actually, it turns out his life was amazing without all the outlandish embellishments. This reader could not help but like him (not as much as I like Buffalo Bill--a good friend of Wild Bill's--but the former was a showman/ circus producer (Wild West Show qualifies, in my mind) / and early film maker.) The end of Wild Bill's life was not only tragic, but his memory was significantly maligned by friends who, in a sign of the times, could not allow the truth to get in the way of a good story--especially if the story aggrandized themselves. Every page of this book was interesting and I enjoyed it, even if the end was a downer (inevitable from today's perspective--some things are just history.)
I am now about to start The Stranger From the Sea, the eighth book in the Poldark series. It is now 1810 and, I believe, we are going beyond the spot at which the PBS series ended. The way the blurb reads, it looks as though Jeremy and Clowance Poldark are the focus of this book.
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