Here they were forced to send out their hunters; their stock of meat was nearly exhausted.

The hunters returned empty-handed.
"After a hunt of three hours they reported that no game was to be found in the bottoms, the grass having been laid flat by the immense number of buffaloes which recently passed over it; and, that they saw only a few buffalo bulls, which they did not kill, as they were quite unfit for use.

Near this place we observed, however, the first signs of the wild turkey; not long afterward we landed in the Big Bend, and killed a fine fat elk, on which we feasted.

Toward night we heard the bellowing of buffalo bulls on the lower island of the Big Bend.

We pursued this agreeable sound, and after killing some of the cows, camped on the island, forty-five miles from the camp of last night.".