300 BIO GAME OF NORTH AMERICA. 



doni, we took the hams of the young bull and drove on. 

 The number of hunters who have made a successful 

 Buffalo-chase with a two-horse wagon is probably very 

 small. 



A mile farther on, we saw, at some distance in front of 

 us, four large bulls, two of which were lying down, and the 

 others standing all, as it afterward proved, fast asleep in 

 the warm sunshine. Although w T e had no intention of 

 running them, still, as they were directly in our course, 

 naturally enough we were anxious for a shot. 



As we slowly approached, driving at a gentle w r alk over 

 the smooth ground carpeted with Buffalo-grass, we saw 

 that they were asleep, and actually drove within twenty- 

 five yards before the one standing nearest us, hearing a 

 slight noise, opened his little, pig-like eyes, and from under 

 his heavy curtain of black hair for an instant stared 

 stupidly at the strange apparition. The glance of indiffer- 

 ence quickly changing to one of wonderment, and his 

 abject terror, were positively ludicrous. Away they went. 

 Two balls failed to check the speed of the fattest, and they 

 disappeared beyond a rise of ground half a mile away. 

 Plenty of meat in camp that night caused general rejoicing, 

 and from that time all were kept busy. 



I found E - a delightful comrade, a true hunter, a 

 good shot, and fully able and willing to do his part. The 

 night of July 3d, he and I bivouacked on the range, about 

 live miles from camp, in order to be near Buffaloes early in 

 the morning, and were awakened on the morning of the 

 ever-memorable Fourth by the howling of Wolves. 



Seventeen head of Buffaloes were killed in the course of 

 our ten days' hunt (not counting cripples), of which Y 



killed two, E five, and ten fell to my Gallagher. The 



hot weather was the worst drawback to an otherwise pleas- 

 ant trip; but a goodly quantity of dried meat was loaded 

 in the wagons when we left the range. 



When the loaded wagons were at last turned in the direc- 

 tion of civilization; when we had recrossed the sandv bed 



