In this manner I killed the eleven buffaloes with twelve shots; and, as the last animal dropped, my horse stopped.

I jumped to the ground, knowing that he would not leave me--it must be remembered that I had been riding him without bridle, reins or saddle--and turning round as the party of astonished officers rode up, I said to them: "Now, gentlemen, allow me to present to you all the tongues and tender-loins you wish from these buffaloes." [Illustration: TONGUES AND TENDER LOINS.] Captain Graham, for such I soon learned was his name, replied: "Well, I never saw the like before.

Who under the sun are you, anyhow ?" "My name is Cody," said I.
One of the lieutenants, Thompson by name, who had met me at Fort Harker, then recognized me, and said: "Why, that is Bill Cody, our old scout." He then introduced me to the other officers, who were Captain Graham, of the Tenth Cavalry, and Lieutenants Reed, Emmick and Ezekiel.
Captain Graham, who was considerable of a horseman, greatly admired Brigham, and said: "That horse of yours has running points." "Yes, sir; he has not only got the points, he is a runner and knows how to use the points," said I.
"So I noticed," said the captain.
They all finally dismounted, and we continued chatting for some little time upon the different subjects of horses, buffaloes, Indians and hunting.

They felt a little sore at not getting a single shot at the buffaloes, but the way I had killed them had, they said, amply repaid them for their disappointment.

They had read of such feats in books, but this was the first time they had ever seen anything of the kind with their own eyes.