JAMES BUTLER HICKOK, the renowned "Wild Bill," remains perhaps the most
famous of all Western gunfighters. His exploits as a Civil War operative,
frontiersman and peace officer have been celebrated often in print, in
movies, and on television. But, despite all this attention through the
years, we know very little about the man himself. Vintage photographs,
haunting and mysterious, span the mist of time.
We wonder, who was Wild Bill Hickok?
The man who became marshal of Abilene, Kan., on April 15, 1871, was a
frontier dandy. He stood 6 foot 3 in his custom-made boots. His riveting
gray eyes, set off by a drooping mustache, seemed to look right through
people. Beneath the black hat with the sweeping brim, blond hair tumbled to
his shoulders, and a Prince Albert frock coat showed off broad shoulders
and a narrow waist.
Hickok dazzled many women, including George Armstrong Custer's wife,
Libbie. There were even rumors of an affair. In any case, Libbie Custer
wrote the following about him in her 1890 book Following the Guidon:
"Physically, he was a delight to look upon. Tall, lithe, and free in every
motion, he rode and walked as if every muscle was perfection, and the
careless swing of his body as he moved seemed perfectly in keeping with the
man, the country, the time in which he lived. I do not recall anything
finer in the way of physical perfection than Wild Bill when he swung
himself lightly from his saddle, and with graceful, swaying step, squarely
set shoulders and well poised head, approached our tent for orders. He was
rather fantastically clad, of course, but all seemed perfectly in keeping
with the time and place. He did not make an armory of his waist, but
carried two pistols. He wore top-boots, riding breeches, and dark blue
flannel shirt, with scarlet set in front. A loose neck handkerchief left
his fine firm throat free. I do not all remember his features, but the
frank, manly expression of his fearless eyes and his courteous manner gave
one a feeling of confidence in his word and in his undaunted courage."
But most striking of all, at least to some people, were the two Navy Colts
resting in a red sash around Hickok's waist, their ivory handles turned
forward for the underhand or "twist" draw. Some Westerners may have been
fooled by the fancy dress, but most understood the promise of the twin
Colts. The man was deadly in a confrontation. He moved with cat-easy grace,
had lightning reflexes, and shot with great accuracy using either hand.
Above all, he was absolutely cool and composed in pressure situations-fine
attributes to have in 1871 Abilene, which may well have been the toughest
town in the West. The famed "Bear River" Tom Smith had been an exceptional
marshal, but he was shot from ambush late in 1870. So Abilene went after
the man with the biggest reputation of all, J.B. Hickok.
While Hickok delighted in amusing family and friends with accounts of the
"hundreds" of men he had gunned down, his reputation, both real and
imagined, did serve him well as a lawman. He ruled Abilene from the card
tables of the Alamo Saloon, telling his deputies to come and get him if he
was needed. Despite the many hard cases in the boisterous cow town, few
challenged him. Did Hickok deserve his reputation? Yes and no. He became
famous, maybe even more famous than the president, because Eastern
publishers wanted to sell magazines to a public hungry for tales of the
The glorification of Wild Bill Hickok began in Springfield, Mo., on July
21, 1865, when he killed gunman Dave Tutt (see "Gunfighters and Lawmen," P.
22). Some said the two men fought over a card game, while others attributed
the duel to competition for the attention of
a woman named Susannah Moore. Colonel Albert Barnitz, the army post
commander in Springfield, reported that both men fired simultaneously and
that Tutt was "shot directly through the heart." Another version had Hickok
drawing first, but then waiting for Tutt to shoot. After Tutt missed,
Hickok rested his gun on his left arm to steady it and then shot him.
Regardless of who fired when, Hickok established himself as a cool, deadly
gunfighter. And less than two months later, Colonel George Ward Nichols of
Harper's New Monthly Magazine arrived in Springfield eager to increase
sales by featuring Hickok in a story. Nichols cared little for the truth,
and in his exaggerations he found a willing accomplice in Hickok. When the
story finally appeared in February 1867, Hickok emerged as a superman.
Nichols regaled readers with accounts of the Tutt affair and Hickok's Civil
War exploits, as well as the new hero's role in the Rock Creek incident, or
Rock Creek Station in Nebraska Territory had been purchased by Russell,
Majors and Waddell from David C. McCanles to use on their Pony Express
route to California. Their company (generally known as the Overland Stage
Company) was experiencing financial difficulties at the time, however, and
could not pay McCanles the full amount promised. On July 12, 1861,
McCanles, assisted by his cousin James Woods and James Gordon, tried to
reclaim the station, but all three died under the guns of company employees
Hickok, J.W. Brink and Horace Wellman. For many years it was believed that
Hickok killed McCanles, but recent research suggests one of the others shot
him. In Nichols' story for Harper's Weekly, Hickok was said to have killed
10 men at Rock Creek Station all by himself.
Hickok worked for the Union during the Civil War. At various times he acted
as a scout, a spy, a detective, a special policeman and a sharpshooter. He
served the Union well, especially at the Battle of Pea Ridge, Ark., March
6-8, 1862, when his accurate sharpshooting from a post high above Cross
Timber Hollow snuffed out several Confederates.
James Butler Hickok was called "Bill" as early as the mid-1850s, and he may
have picked up the nickname "Wild Bill" during the Civil War period for his
carefree, daring ways of living and fighting. Some people attribute the
sobriquet to an early 1862 incident in Independence, Mo. He and his brother
Lorenzo apparently helped stop a lynch mob, and a woman called one or both
of them "Wild." Or it might have been just J.B. Hickok stopping an angry
mob outside an Independence saloon and a woman subsequently saying, "Good
for you, Wild Bill." In any case, the nickname stuck, thanks in no small
part to writer Nichols. Why did Hickok help Nichols embellish his
accomplishments? Again, the answer is complex. First, Hickok tended to be
rather boastful. He also found telling tales quite amusing, and may have
even sensed that a big reputation might serve him well.
But some of the things Nichols wrote apparently did not please Hickok, as
Joseph G. Rosa points out in the introduction to the second edition of his
They Called Him Wild Bill. While the Harper's story did establish Hickok's
reputation, this sometimes proved to be a curse. Reporters hounded him for
the rest of his life, and he had to repeat the same stories over and over.
It soon became impossible to tell where truth ended and fiction began.
Furthermore, the publicity set him up as a target for every gunslinger who
wanted to establish his own reputation by killing the great Wild Bill
Hickok's early life certainly prepared him for the pressures of fame and
facing death every day. He was born in Troy Grove, Ill., on May 27, 1837,
and baptized James Butler Hickok by his father Alonzo, a deacon in the
Presbyterian Church. The Hickoks were descendants of the Hiccocks family of
Stratford-upon-Avon, Warwickshire, England, neighbors of William
Shakespeare. A branch of the family moved to America in 1635.
Alonzo Hickok was born in Vermont in 1801 and married Polly Butler in 1827.
The couple had five children besides James Butler, three boys and two
girls. Alonzo and Polly Hickok moved to Illinois in 1833, finally settling
in Troy Grove (known as Homer at the time), LaSalle County, along the banks
of the Little Vermillion Creek. They opened a general store in Troy Grove,
the Green Mountain House, which did well at first but failed during the
financial panic of 1837. The family then turned to farming.
For many years Alonzo Hickok operated a station on the Underground
Railroad, helping escaped slaves to freedom. His sons often assisted with
this work, and it was during these times that young James began to develop
the courage, cunning and resourcefulness that marked his later years. James
liked to be alone, and he liked guns. So, while the rest of the family
worked the farm, he prowled the woods, honing his shooting skills by
hunting wolves for bounty and providing a variety of fresh meat for the
Hickok left Troy Grove at 18 to begin life in the West. Despite his
involvement with the Kansas "Free Staters" in the late 1850s, his gunplay
at Rock Creek in 1861 and his Civil War activity, Hickok's life was not the
stuff of immortality until he killed Dave Tutt. Then everything changed.
In the spring of 1866, Hickok helped guide General William T. Sherman
during the general's tour of the West. And during 1867-68, Hickok scouted
for both General Winfield Scott Hancock and Lt. Col. George Armstrong
Custer. Custer was impressed by Hickok and later wrote of him: "Whether on
foot or on horseback he was one of the most perfect types of physical
manhood I ever saw. Of his courage there could be no question. His skill in
the use of the rifle and the pistol was unerring. His deportment was
entirely free from all bluster and bravado. He never spoke of himself
unless requested to do so. His conversation never bordered on the vulgar or
blasphemous. His influence among the frontiersmen was unbounded; his word
was law; and many are the personal quarrels and disturbances which he had
checked among his comrades by the single announcement that 'this has gone
far enough,' if need be, followed by the ominous warning that, if persisted
in, the quarreler 'must settle with me....' Wild Bill always carried two
handsome ivory-handled revolvers of large size. He was never seen without
them. I have a personal knowledge of at least half a dozen men whom he has
at various times killed, others have been seriously wounded-yet he always
escaped unhurt in every encounter."
Custer's account, which appeared in his 1874 book My Life on the Plains,
fueled the Wild Bill legend, of course, but it may have also reflected
Hickok's growing maturity, suggesting that he was learning to be quiet
about himself. Furthermore, the ability to settle quarrels led to the next
phase of his life, law enforcement. Hickok worked on and off as a deputy
U.S. marshal during 1867-70, but it was in Hays City, Kan., that he truly
proved his worth as an enforcer. On August 23, 1869, Hickok won a special
election to complete the unexpired term of the Ellis County sheriff, and
decided to make his headquarters in Hays.
Shortly after the election, Hickok shot Bill Mulvey (or Melvin), a
hellraiser from St. Joseph, Mo. After getting drunk at Drum's saloon,
Mulvey began terrorizing Hays, shooting out lamps and windows. When Hickok
challenged him to give up his gun, Mulvey holstered the weapon and then
tried to draw. He never cleared leather and died with a bullet in his
chest. Just over a month later, as Hickok settled a disturbance in a
saloon, Samuel Strawhun (variously spelled) drew on him. Same result.
Hickok pulled the twin Colts and put two shots into Strawhun before he
could pull the trigger. Hickok also saved an Army teamster from lynching in
Hays, and the commander at Fort Hays expressed his gratitude. But the
people of Ellsworth County didn't seem to appreciate Hickok's style of law
enforcement, and he lost the regular November election to his deputy, Peter
Hickok left his last mark on Hays during the summer of 1870. On the night
of July 17, two drunken 7th Cavalry troopers, Jerry Lonergan and John Kile,
apparently attacked him in a saloon. According to one account, Kile tried
to get off a shot but the cap failed to explode. Before Lonergan could
fire, or Kile pull the trigger again, Hickok got off two shots. One
shattered Lonergan's knee, and the other wounded Kile, who died the next
When Hickok was appointed marshal of Abilene less than a year later, he
offered troublemakers a choice: "Leave town on the eastbound train, the
westbound train, or go North in the morning." North meant boot hill and,
except in rare instances, the Texas cowboys, the most violent element in
town, decided to heed the warning. Actually, Abilene's numerous gamblers
and prostitutes gave Hickok and his deputies more trouble than did the
One Texan, however, infuriated Hickok. He was John Wesley Hardin, one of
the most prolific and deadly shootists in the annals of the Old West.
Hardin followed the murderer of a fellow Texan to Sumner City, Kan., killed
him, and then moved on to Abilene and killed another man for no reason.
Hardin fled when an angry Hickok came after him. Hardin later claimed that
Hickok tried to disarm him. According to Hardin's story, he had extended
his pistols to Hickok, butts first. When Hickok reached for them, Hardin
suddenly twirled the guns in his hands, getting the drop on his adversary
and causing Wild Bill to back down. By the time Hardin made this claim in
his 1895 autobiography, Hickok was already dead, and it seems highly
unlikely that a man of Hickok's experience would fall for this maneuver,
called the "border shift" or the "road agent's spin."
Ben Thompson, another deadly Texas gunman, operated Abilene's Bull's Head
saloon, and while he disliked Hickok, they didn't test each other's
gunfighting skills. Phil Coe, co-owner of the Bull's Head, did become
involved in a dispute with Hickok when both men vied for the affection of
Jessie Hazel, proprietor of an expensive bawdy house. Hickok lost out, and
the madam decided to leave with Coe for Texas. On the evening of October 5,
1871, before he was to leave, Coe and some other Texans went on a shooting
spree. When challenged on the street by Hickok, Coe made the mistake of
drawing. Both men fired twice from about eight feet. Coe missed with both
shots, but Hickok put two bullets into the Texan's stomach, and he died two
While Hickok may have taken pleasure in shooting Coe, it proved to be a
tragic evening for him. Just as he fired at Coe, another man, holding a
revolver, rushed toward them. Thinking the man was one of Coe's friends,
Hickok fired twice more and killed the man, who turned out to
be his deputy and close friend, Mike Williams. Wild Bill Hickok, the
stone-cold killer, wept openly as he carried Williams into the Alamo saloon
and laid him on a billiard table, where he died. Hickok paid the funeral
expenses for Williams, probably the last man he ever killed.
In December 1871, the city council of Abilene decided it no longer needed
the high-priced services of Marshal Hickok and discharged him. He drifted
to Colorado and then to Kansas City, where he lost all his money at the
gaming tables. Destitute, he accepted an offer to appear on stage with
Colonel Sidney Barnett's Wild West show, giving two
performances at Niagara Falls, N.Y., on August 28 and 30, 1872, and then
quitting because he hated performing.
The next spring, reports flashed around the country that Hickok had been
murdered in Fort Dodge, Kan., by some Texans. He responded by writing
letters to several newspapers. In one letter he went after famed writer Ned
Buntline: "Ned Buntline has been trying to murder me for years. Having
failed to do so, he is trying to have it done by some Texans."
Despite Hickok's dislike of the stage, "Buffalo Bill" Cody persuaded him to
join his theatrical group in the East in September 1873 (see the October
1994 issue of Wild West for more on Hickok's short-lived stage career).
Hickok toured with Cody for five months and then left for the West. He had
begun wearing dark glasses, which he said he needed because of the stage
lighting. Hickok, who may have been suffering from glaucoma or trachoma,
was apparently bothered by eye problems the rest of his life.
During 1874 and 1875, Hickok spent at least some of his time in Cheyenne,
Wyoming Territory. It was there that he encountered Agnes Lake, a lady he
had met several years earlier in Abilene. Lake had become a widow in 1869
when husband William Lake Thatcher (a circus performer who had dropped
"Thatcher" for show-biz reasons) was shot in an argument with a "customer"
in Missouri. Agnes Lake enjoyed international fame as a horsewoman,
tightrope walker, dancer and lion-tamer. When Hickok met her in Abilene in
1871, she was a circus owner. On March 5, 1876, not long after their
Cheyenne reunion, Wild Bill and Agnes were married. The ceremony took place
at the Cheyenne home of S.L. Moyer and was performed by the Rev. F.W.
Warren of the Episcopal Methodist Church. Following a two-week honeymoon in
Cincinnati, at the home of Agnes Lake's son-in-law, Gilbert Robinson,
Hickok left for the Black Hills determined to earn enough money through
gambling and gold prospecting to put his marriage on a sound financial
base. The newlyweds would never see each other again.
Harry Young, bartender at Carl Mann's Saloon No. 10 in Deadwood, later
wrote of Hickok's arrival: "About the middle of July, my old friend Wild
Bill arrived in Deadwood. A more picturesque sight than Hickok on horseback
could not be imagined. He had never been north of Cheyenne before this,
although many in Deadwood knew him, some only by reputation. A good many
gunmen of note were in town and his arrival caused quite a commotion.
Hickok rode up to the saloon where I was working, as he knew the owner,
Carl Mann. Mann greeted him with much enthusiasm and asked him to make the
saloon his headquarters. This meant money for Mann, as Hickok was a great
drawing card. Hickok agreed."
Once in Deadwood (see the December 1995 Wild West for more on Deadwood),
Hickok set up camp on the outskirts of town with his good friends
"California Joe" Anderson, "Colorado Charlie" Utter and Steve Utter. He
spent some time with them prospecting, but, as usual, the allure of the
gaming tables proved stronger. Hickok's presence in the various saloons
threatened the town's lawless elements. Deadwood, like Abilene several
years earlier, was dominated by gunmen, gamblers and every variety of
swindler then known. They were feasting on the gold dust of honest miners,
and wanted no cleanup by Hickok or anyone else.
Tim Brady and Johnny Varnes, two leaders of the Deadwood underworld,
initiated a plot to kill Hickok so he wouldn't be appointed marshal. Jim
Levy and Charlie Storms, two noted gunmen, were offered the job but turned
it down. Had they known about Hickok's bad eyesight, they might well have
Just a few months before, Hickok had commented to an acquaintance: "My eyes
are getting real bad. My shooting days are over." Hickok therefore relied
on his reputation to see him through the danger he must have sensed was all
around him in Deadwood. Hickok's reputation stymied Levy and Storms, and it
worked on the six Montana gunmen who spoke of killing him. Hickok, backed
by his twin Colts, spoke to them with his usual directness before disarming
them: "I understand that you cheap, would-be gunfighters from Montana have
been making remarks about me. I want you to understand unless they are
stopped there will shortly be a number of cheap funerals in Deadwood. I
have come to this town not to court notoriety, but to live in peace and do
not propose to stand for insults."
Hickok wanted neither notoriety nor love, and he had no romantic
relationship with Martha Jane Cannary, the famed Calamity Jane (see the
August 1994 issue of Wild West for more on her). He just wanted to return
to his new wife with some money in his pocket, as evidenced by a portion of
his letter from Deadwood on July 17, 1876:
My own darling wife Agnes...I know my Agnes
and only live to love her. Never mind, pet, we will
have a home yet, then we will be happy.
Hickok's letter of August 1 made clear his concern about ever returning
home to his wife:
If such should be we never meet again, while
firing my last shot, I will gently breathe the name
of my wife-Agnes-and with wishes even for
my enemies I will make the plunge and try to
swim to the other shore.
This last letter proved to be prophetic, but perhaps sooner than Hickok
expected. The next day, August 2, at about 4 p.m., he joined a poker game
in Carl Mann's Saloon No. 10. The other players were Charles Rich, a gunman
in his own right, Con Stapleton, Carl Mann himself, and Captain Willie
Massie, a Missouri steamboat pilot.
Hickok had a short conversation at the bar with Harry Young before he sat
down. He was the last to be seated, and the only chair left for him put his
back to the back door. Hickok, as a precaution, always sat with his back to
the wall, and asked Charles Rich to change places with him. Rich just
laughed and stayed in his chair. But Hickok's conspirators had finally
found their man-Jack McCall.
A local bum who used several aliases, McCall entered the saloon unnoticed,
as he often worked at menial jobs in the place. McCall began moving, quite
casually, toward the back door behind Hickok's chair. Once there, he
stopped and watched the game for a few minutes. Hickok and Massie were
discussing the captain's habit of sneaking looks at his opponent's
discards. The other players stared at their hands.
Nobody was paying any attention to McCall. Suddenly the air was shattered
by a loud crash, as McCall pulled a .45-caliber revolver from his coat
pocket and shot Hickok in the back of the head from three feet. Hickok hung
suspended in time for a moment and then toppled over backward, the cards in
his hand dropping to the floor. That hand, which included a pair of aces
and a pair of eights, became known as the Dead Man's Hand. The suits of
those cards and what the fifth card was are still being disputed-nobody
will ever know these details for sure (see the editorial on P. 6 of the
December 1995 Wild West).
Jack McCall was tried by an illegal miner's court in Deadwood on August 3
and found not guilty. Later, he was tried in Yankton, Dakota Territory, and
this time he was found guilty. He was hanged on March 1, 1877.
Hickok's death devastated his family. Several months after he died, his
wife wrote: "I can see him day and night before me. The longer he is dead,
the worse I feel." In Kansas, Hickok's sister Lydia expressed regret that
he had not died with Custer at the Little Bighorn, rather than on a barroom
floor. And when the bad news reached Troy Grove, Ill., his mother suffered
a lung hemorrhage. She died two years later.
Who was Wild Bill Hickok? There are too many mysteries, controversies,
half-truths and outright fabrications about his life for anyone to answer
that question with total confidence. Yet people will keep trying to answer
it because, while he was certainly no saint, Wild Bill lived a life of
adventure and displayed enough courage and daring to forge one of the
enduring legends of the Wild West. WWOregon freelancer James Bankes writes often about the Old West and
Jack London. Wild Bill Hickok was his great-great-uncle. Suggested for
further reading: They Called Him Wild Bill: The Life and Adventures of
James Butler Hickok and The West of Wild Bill Hickok, both by Joseph G.
Rosa; Wild Bill Hickok, by Richard O'Connor; and Aces and Eights, a
fact-filled novel by Loren Estleman.
James Butler "Wild Bill" Hickok was born in Troy Grove, Ill. on May 27, 1837. Hickok was an Indian-fighter and frontier marshal famous for his deadly shooting. When he was 18 years old he left his family's farm in Illinois and wandered westward. In Nebraska Territory he had a shoot-out with the McCanles gang, in which three of them were killed. He was a Union scout during the Civil War, and achieved fame as a U.S. marshal and gunfighter in the cow towns of Kansas from 1866 to 1871. He toured with Buffalo Bill Cody's Wild West Show, astonishing eastern audiences with his marksmanship. On Aug. 2, 1876, Wild Bill was shot from behind and killed while playing poker in Saloon #10 in Deadwood, Dakota Territory. Legend has it that he died with a poker hand consisting of a pair of aces and a pair of eights -- known thereafter as the "dead man's hand." "The old duffer -- he broke me on the hand" were the last words Hickok spoke in reference to fellow gambler Captain Massie.
Hickok was initially buried at Ingleside (below Mount Moriah Cemetery). Two years later, Deadwood's growing population necessitated the removal of bodies buried at Ingleside to be moved up the mountain to Mount Moriah, a permanent city cemetery. Hickok's body was exhumed on August 3, 1879 by his friends Colorado Charley Utter and Lewis B. Schoenfield and reinterred at Mount Moriah.
The wooden headboard which Colorado Charley placed at the original gravesite was also moved to Mount Moriah. In a short period of time, the headboard was destroyed by relic hunters who whittled off pieces as souvenirs. By 1891, a nine feet tall bust of Hickok by J.B. Riordan was installed at the gravesite. In a period of ten years, vandals who wanted a "piece of Wild Bill" destroyed the rock sculpture.
Artist Alvin Smith sculpted a life-sized sandstone figure of Hickok in 1902. The sculpture was placed at Hickok's grave during the summer of 1903. Although a fence and wire cage were installed to protect the monument, relic hunters cut through the fencing and chipped away at the statue, taking the head, gun, and arms. The statue was removed from Mount Moriah in 1955 and placed in storage at the Adams Museum. Today, a simple granite stone marks Hickok's gravesite, which is still one of the most popular tourist attractions in Deadwood, South Dakota.
In order to place the Smith sculpture on display, the Adams Museum contracted with David and Greg Akrop of Deadwood Granite and Marble Works who attached the broken legs to the torso and made a base to stabilize the statue. Somewhat reminiscent of the Venus de Milo with its missing body parts, one cannot help but be reminded of Hickok's parting words, "The old duffer -- he broke me on the hand." While the Smith "Wild Bill" stands as a reminder of Hickok's status as a western folk hero, it also serves as a sad display of the results of vandalism.
Anyone who may know the whereabouts of the missing pieces of the statue are urged to contact the Adams Museum's director. The Adams Museum encourages visitors to enjoy Deadwood's monuments with your eyes only.
The Pixley Hickok
During the spring of 1996, Paul W. Pixley of Claremore, Oklahoma donated
this original photograph of James Butler Hickok to the Adams Memorial Museum.
According to western art and antique collector James O. Aplan, the 7"
x 8" photograph is "an especially desirable image from an important
period in [Hickok's] life," from the late 1860s or early 1870s. In
a follow-up letter to the Museum, Pixley explains how his family acquired
this rare photograph:
"The photograph has been in my family for as long as anyone now
living can remember. My earliest recollection is seeing it on the wall
in a crude, heavy frame in my grandmother's bedroom in Pawhuska, Oklahoma.
My father tells me he can remember it prior to that being located in a
chest of drawers, "where Mom and Dad kept all their important papers."
I am relatively certain it came into our family through my great grandfather,
Daniel Pixley. He was contemporary to "Wild Bill" in age...
Wild Bill Hickok by N.C. Wyeth, ca. 1904
From the mid-1860s to the mid-1870s, Daniel lived near and in Kansas
City. He first operated a sawmill on Line Creek in the extreme southeast
corner of Platte County, Missouri, north of Kansas City. He later moved
to Kansas City, where I understand Hickok spent time in the 1870s, thus
the opportunity was there for them to be acquainted."
Because the photograph is fragile, it will only be exhibited annually
on May 27 and August 2, the respective anniversaries of Hickok's birth
and death. A reproduction of the original, however, will remain on display
in the "Characters of the West" exhibit. In addition, prints
are available for sale in the museum'S.
This 22" wide by 28" high pencil sketch of Wild Bill Hickok by N.C. Wyeth is one of the Adams Museum's treasures. Reproduction posters are available for purchase in the museum's.