The centre of the plain before them was crowded with hundreds of buffaloes, which were dashing about in the most frantic state of alarm.

To whatever point they galloped they were met by yelling savages on horseback, who could not have been fewer in numbers than a thousand, all being armed with lance, bow, and quiver, and mounted on active little horses.

The Indians had completely surrounded the herd of buffaloes, and were now advancing steadily towards them, gradually narrowing the circle, and whenever the terrified animals endeavoured to break through the line, they rushed to that particular spot in a body, and scared them back again into the centre.
Thus they advanced until they closed in on their prey and formed an unbroken circle round them, whilst the poor brutes kept eddying and surging to and fro in a confused mass, hooking and climbing upon each other, and bellowing furiously.

Suddenly the horsemen made a rush, and the work of destruction began.

The tremendous turmoil raised a cloud of dust that obscured the field in some places, and hid it from our hunters' view.