shot one of his arrows, which, though it failed to bring the
creature to the ground, made it gallop on still more furiously than
before, plunging its horns into the rear of its companions in front.

Thus the herd was rapidly driven between the rows of dead-men I have
described. When once here there was but little chance of their breaking
through; for immediately they turned to one side or the other, up
started several Indians, who had been concealed, shouting and shaking
their robes. In this way the terror-stricken animals were kept within
the narrowing limits of the two converging lines.

Several had fallen, pierced by the arrows of the hunters. Now and then
one would turn upon its pursuers, only to meet with certain death from
their weapons. Thus on they went till they reached the trunk at the
entrance of the pound, over which they madly sprang, and were now
completely hemmed in by the stout palisades. We pursued them till the
whole herd was inside.

In vain the animals galloped round and round the pound, endeavouring to
find an exit. The instant one of them appeared likely to charge the
palisades, the Indians--men, women, and children--who were placed round
it started up, shrieking lustily and shaking their robes or any cloths
they had in their hands. The places of the women and children were soon
taken by the huntsmen, who shot down with their arrows the bewildered
animals, which were rapidly becoming frantic with rage and terror.
Utterly unable to make their escape, conscious only that they were
imprisoned, and not seeing their foes, they now rushed madly at each
other, the strongest animals crushing and tossing the weaker.

Dreadful indeed was the scene of confusion and slaughter--the noise
almost appalling created by the shouts and screams of the excited
Indians, the roaring of the bulls, the bellowing of the cows, and the
piteous moaning of the calves. It was painful to watch the dying
struggles of those powerful animals as they found themselves thus caged,
and we would fain have avoided witnessing them.

It was sad, too, to think that this waste of life was to benefit but
slightly its authors, who would take only the tongues and the better
portions of the meat, and leave the rest of the carcass to rot.

"What do you think of it?" asked the chief.

"That you would be wiser to kill only a few of the buffaloes at a time,
sufficient to supply your immediate wants," said Alick. "The time may
come whe