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first night on the head of Pawnee River, and 

 the next morning started north to what is 

 called Hackberry Creek, and in the evening 

 near sun-down my companion suddenly said, 

 "Laws! Look there." As he was a taller 

 man than I was, he had the advantage of me 

 in looking over the hill. I rose up in the 

 wagon, and was not a Httle surprised myself 

 to see a herd of about two thousand buffalo 

 just over the hill and within gun shot. They 

 were grazing quietly and had not discovered 

 us. Taking my gun I slipped to the to top of 

 the hill, and fired several times, killing two. 

 After dressing one I went to the other, which 

 was a cow, and lay about a hundred yards 

 from the first. Her calf had lain down near 

 her, and I told him to slip up behind the cow 

 and catch it. "All right," said he, "and when 

 I catch it, you must come up and help me." 

 I told him that I would do so, and he got 

 down on his hands and knees and crawled up 

 close to the dead cow, but the calf saw him 

 and getting up walked around the cow^ toward 

 him. By this time I could plainly see that 



