But seeing only a man and his horse they remain quiet and allow themselves to be taken.

Having been a little handled, they follow like dogs." In the spring, when the ice melted, innumerable buffaloes were killed through attempting to cross the rivers on the melting ice.

They would drift by an observer (such as Alexander Henry, jun.) in entire herds of drowned corpses.

Vast numbers perished.

They formed one continuous line on the current for two days and two nights.
"By this time the river was crowded with them, swimming across, bellowing and grunting terribly.