I took no part in this battle except as an observer.

On examination it was found that the balls had been many of them stopped by the matted hair about the old fellow's head and none of them had reached the skull.
A few days after this we were stopped entirely by a herd of buffaloes crossing our road.

They came up from the river and were moving south.
The smaller animals seemed to be in the lead, and the rear was brought up by the old cows and the shaggy, burly bulls.

All were moving at a smart trot, with tongues hanging out, and seemed to take no notice of us, though we stood within a hundred yards of them.

We had to stand by our teams and stock to prevent a stampede, for they all seemed to have a great wonder, and somewhat of fear at their relatives of the plains.
After this we often saw large droves of them in the distance.