The dust and tumult passed away, and on the prairie, far behind the rest, I saw a solitary buffalo galloping heavily. In a moment I and my victim were running side by side. My firearms were all empty, and I had in my pouch nothing but rifle bullets, too...
Prairie and Rocky Mountain Life; Or, The California and Oregon Trail ... - Page 394
de Francis Parkman - 1852 - 448 pages
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