Billy Dixon and his four surviving companions waited for help on Sep. 13, 1874 or the return of an Indian war party, whichever came first.
For the second time in three months, the 23 year old West Virginian was up to his ears in hostiles. Buffalo not frontier notoriety was Dixon’s game, but he had an uncanny knack of winding up in deathdefying dilemmas.
By the winter of 1874, the northern tip of Tex…