114 IN THE BIG HORN MOUNTAINS. 



panic-stricken, and would not run, but huddled together and 

 stood there trembling. Then we walked out into the open 

 ground, and when they saw us, and knew from whence the 

 danger came, they turned, and went over the prairie with the 

 speed of a courser. 



I found on skinning the cow that my bullet (an explosive) 

 had passed directly through ner, ranging a little forward, and 

 coming out at the shoulder. It had broken two ribs where it 

 went in, and shattered the shoulder-blade where it came out. 

 This was from a forty caliber rifle, mind you, and it would 

 seem from this shot to be about as effective a weapon as 

 brother Van Dyke's sixty-five caliber cannon. 



