In Buffalo Days 
two forward and then stopped again, and 
the rider scanned every foot of country 
before him. The horse, trained as the real 
hunter’s horse is always trained, understood 
what was required of him, and with pricked 
ears examined the prairie beyond with as 
much interest as did his rider. When the 
calf of Charley’s right leg pressed the 
horse’s side, two or three steps more were 
taken, and then a lifting of the bridle-hand 
caused another halt. 
At length I saw my companion slowly 
bend forward over his horse’s neck, turn, and 
ride back to me. He had seen the backs of 
two buffalo lying on the edge of a little flat 
hardly a quarter of a mile from where we 
stood. The others of the band must be still 
nearer to us. By riding along the lowest 
part of the sag which separated the two 
buttes, and then down a little ravine, it 
seemed probable that we could come within 
a few yards of the buffalo unobserved. Our 
preparations did not take long. The saddle 
cinches were loosened, blankets arranged, 
saddles put in their proper places and tightly 
cinched again. Cartridges were brought 
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