Prologue: "Foreward: In the wild days of the sixties, when the Pony Express was carrying the males between St. Joseph, Missouri and San Francisco, the Pony Express Riders were faced by numerous hazards, such as Road Agents and Wild Tribes of Indians, but then, as now, the slogan of these brave men was 'Neither snow nor rain, heat nor the gloom of night stays these couriers from the swift completion of their appointed rounds.'"