The men looked at them and uttered approving words.
"What did you do with the Panther and Obed ?" asked Fields.
"The last I saw of them they had been dismounted and were being chased over the plain by two big bull buffaloes.

The horns of the buffaloes were then not more than a foot from the seats of their trousers.

So I caught their horses, and I have brought them back to camp." "I take it," said Fields, "that you've had good luck." "We have had the finest of luck," replied Ned.

"We ran into a group of fifteen or twenty buffaloes, and we brought down two fine, young cows.

I came back for two more men to help with them, and on my way I shot these turkeys." Fields and another man named Carter returned with Ned.