I am sure our little pony team was the first to go up that hill with a wagon out of Big Horn canyon on the east side of the place where the principal road now runs. We crossed Lawrence Fork at the same point this road now occupies. We were unable to sell or trade the posts in Potter and drove to Sidney, where we made the necessary exchange with A. Pease, then in business there. On the way in I shot and wounded an antelope, but had only the one cartridge and could not complete the job, for it could still travel.

In someway while there Hendricks managed to get a pair of soldier blankets and a United States rifle, inveigling them out of some dissolute soldier. Soldiers were forbidden to sell them but occasionally they needed the money and risked doing so.

Another time in Potter with Martin Draper, we were in a store, and there was a little kitten playing on the counter. Unless one has been used to the domestic animal life of older communities, and has been transplanted into a wilderness where only wild life exists one cannot understand the yearning and homesickness for old associates, when reminded of them.

This feeling proved too strong for Draper and he surreptitiously slipped the kitten into his overcoat pocket. It was taken out to Pumpkin creek, the first domestic cat in the present Banner county limits.

The Potter Review calls that town the "biggest little city in Nebraska," which is emphasized by the character of its numerous business houses of today. Among these are Farmers Union Trading Company, Johnson-Cords Company, Thornburg & Hager, Housen-Seyfang Mercantile Company, Potter Lumber Company, Johnson's Implement & Feed Store, Potter Grain Company, Jones Furniture Store, Central Market, Potter Bakery, Gunderson's Hotel, Seyfang Theatre.