The best meat is on top, anyhow"; and then he gave me lessons in buffalo values, which later I remembered.
We had taken some meat from my bull, since I insisted upon it in spite of better beef from a young cow Auberry had killed not far above, when suddenly I heard the sound of a bugle, sharp and clear, and recognized the notes of the "recall." The sergeant of our troop, with a small number who did not care to hunt, had been left behind by Belknap's hurried orders.

Again and again we heard the bugle call, and now at once saw coming down the valley the men of our little command.
"What's up ?" inquired Auberry, as we pulled up our galloping horses near the wagon line.
"Indians!" was the answer.

"Fall in!" In a moment most of our men were gathered at the wagon line, and like magic the scene changed.
We could all now see coming down from a little flattened coulee to the left, a head of a line of mounted men, who doubtless had been the cause of the buffalo stampede which had crossed in front of us.

The shouts of teamsters and the crack of whips punctuated the crunch of wheels as our wagons swiftly swung again into stockade.

The ambulance was hurriedly driven into the center of the heavier wagons, which formed in a rude half circle.
After all, there seemed no immediate danger.