200 THE HIVE OF THE BEE-HUNTER. 



the skiD, selecting the choice pieces of flesh, and pre- 

 serving what is not imraediatelj consumed. 



Then follows the great feast. The Indian gluts him- 

 self with marrow and fatness, his eyes, lately so bright 

 with the fire of sport, are now glazed with bestiality, 

 and he spends days and nights in wasteful extravagance, 

 trusting to the abundance of nature to supply the wants 

 of the future. 



Such are the general characteristics of the buffalo 

 hunt ; and the view applies with equal truth to all the 

 different tribes who pursue, as a distinct and powerful 

 people — this noble game. 



An Indian armed for the buffalo hunt, and his horse, 

 form two of the most romantic and picturesque of be- 

 ings. The loose garment that he wears is beautifully 

 arranged about his person, disclosing the muscles of the 

 shoulder and chest. Across his back is slung his quiver 

 of arrows, made from the skin of some wild animal ; his 

 long bow, slightly arched by the sinewy string, is used 

 gracefully as a rest for his extended arm. 



The horse, with a fiery eye — a mane that waves over 

 his front like drapery, and falls in rakish masses across 

 his wide forehead — a sweeping tail ornamented with the 

 brilliant plumage of tropical birds ; champs on his rude 

 bit, and arches his neck with impatience, as the scent 

 of the game reaches his senses. Frequently will these 

 graceful Apollos pass before you, bounding gracefully 



