The family party which had been fired at, however, did not escape so well, Joe's rifle wounded a fat young cow, and Dick Varley brought it down.
Henri had done his best, but as the animals were too far distant for his limited vision, he missed the cow he fired at, and hit the young bull whose bath had been interrupted.

The others scattered and fled.
"Well done, Dick," exclaimed Joe Blunt, as they all ran up to the cow that had fallen.

"Your first shot at the buffalo was a good un.

Come, now, an' I'll show ye how to cut it up an' carry off the tit-bits." "Ah, mon dear ole bull!" exclaimed Henri, gazing after the animal which he had wounded, and which was now limping slowly away.

"You is not worth goin' after.