 | Francis Parkman - 1918 - 428 pages
...to be mortally wounded and unable to keep up with the herd, I checked my horse. The crowd rushed 25 onward. The dust and tumult passed away, and on the...were all empty, and I had in my pouch nothing but rifle-bullets, too large for 30 the pistols and too small for the gun. I loaded the latter, however,... | |
 | Francis Parkman - 1910 - 550 pages
...mortally wounded and unable to keep up with the herd, I checked my horse. The crowd rushed onwards. The dust and tumult passed away, and on the prairie,...the pistols and too small for the gun. I loaded the gun, however, but as often as I levelled it to fire, the bullets would roll out of the muzzle and the... | |
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I lost sight of the wounded animal amid the tumultuous crowd, immediately after I selected another, and urging forward Pauline, shot into her both pistols in succession. For a while I kept her in view, but in attempting to load my gun, lost sight of her... 
