There's about eight thousand of 'em shot every year for their hides, and it's just like the ordinary increase of a big cattle station.
They're all over these plains, and for miles and miles away down the coast, and in the jungles there's thousands of 'em.

There's jungles here that are a hundred miles round, and no animal but a buffalo will go into 'em.

The blacks say that inside them there's big patches of clear plain, with grass and water, where there's buffaloes as thick as bees; but you can't get at 'em." "How do you shoot 'em ?" said Hugh.
"Race right up alongside 'em, and put the carbine out with one hand, and shoot downwards into the loin.

That's the only way to drop 'em.

You can shoot bullets into 'em by the hatful everywhere else, and they just turn and charge; and while you are dodging round, first you huntin' the buffalo, and then the buffalo huntin' you, the rest of the mob are out of sight.