Yet now, as though giants would play here some game of draughts, there came a change upon the country, so that in squares it was gray, in squares green.

This thing had never been before.
In the town of Ellisville the great heap of buffalo bones was gone from the side of the railroad track.

There were many wagons now, but none brought in bones to pile up by the railway; for even the bones of the buffalo were now gone forever.
Mother Daly looked out upon the Cottage corral one day, and saw it sound and strong.

Again she looked, and the bars were gone.

Yet another day she looked, and there was no corral! Along the street, at the edge of the sidewalks of boards, there stood a long line of hitching rails.