SCENES IN BUFFALO HUNTING. 



Thc morning following the adventure with the steak, 

 found our little party rifles in hand, and bent upon a 

 buffalo hunt. The animals, it would seem, for the es- 

 pecial benefit of '' Breeches " and " Bags,'' had come 

 " lower down " than usual, and we were among the buf- 

 falo much sooner than we expected to be. 



So far, fortune favored us ; and a gayer party never 

 set out on a frolic, than followed the deerskin inexpres- 

 sibles on the fine December morning to which we have 

 alluded. 



As we jaunted along, crushing a thousand wild 

 flowers under our horses' feet, the deer would bound 

 like visions of grace and beauty from our presence ; but 

 we essayed not such small game. Our ideas and nos- 

 trils, expanded by the associations around us ; we grew 

 merry at the thought of killing bucks, turkeys, and other 

 he/pkss, little game, and laughed so loudly, at the con- 



