Moreover, I have heard, as Monsieur Choteau asserts, that they are highly prized by the Indian chiefs, who wear them as robes; and that they are often seen among the tribes.

This, then, proves that there _are_ white buffaloes upon the prairies; and why should _we_ not happen upon them as well as others?
I say with Francois and Basil, let us go in search of them." "Come in, my lads; come in!" said their father, evidently pleased, and to some extent comforted, with the proposal of his boys.

"Come in to the house--we can talk over it better when we have had our suppers." And so saying, the old Colonel hobbled back into the house followed by his three boys; while Hugot, looking very jaded and feeling very hungry, brought up the rear.
During the supper, and after it, the subject was discussed in all its bearings.

The father was more than half inclined to consent to the proposal of his sons from the first; while they, but particularly Basil and Francois, were enthusiastic in proving its practicability.

I need hardly tell you the result.