I hev a hankerin' fer a good rump steak." Half an hour later, the hunters emerged from the forest into a wide plain of waving grass.

It was a kind of oval valley, encircled by hills, and had been at one time, perhaps, covered with water.

Joe saw a herd of large animals browsing, like cattle, in a meadow.

His heart beat high, for until that moment the only buffalo he had seen were the few which stood on the river banks as the raft passed down the Ohio.

He would surely get a shot at one of these huge fellows.
Wetzel bade Joe do exactly as he did, whereupon he dropped on his hands and knees and began to crawl through the long grass.