AL? THE HIVE OF THE BEE-HUNTER. 
Our first buffalo steak disappointed us. The ro- 
mance of months—and of years—was sadly broken in 
upon. The squalid wretchedness of those who adminis- 
tered to our wants, made rebellious even our hungry 
stomachs; and we spent our first night of real disap- 
pointment on the great prairies, under circumstances 
which we thought, before our sad experience, would | 
have afforded us all the substantial food for body and 
mind that we could have desired. 
