Frontier and pioneer life -- Juvenile fiction; Shawnee Indians -- Juvenile fiction
Mul-tal-la was sure that no more palatable feast could be had than from
buffalo tongue. Accordingly, he and Deerfoot, leaving the rest of the
game untouched, provided themselves with those delicacies, which were
well cooked by means of dried buffalo chips, and all declared themselves
well satisfied.
Strange that only a comparatively short time ago millions of bison
roamed over the prairies of the West, and to-day you never meet a
specimen except the few that are preserved with difficulty in
Yellowstone Park, and in several zoological collections. The last bison
must soon disappear and the animal become extinct, all because of the
wanton cruelty of men who called themselves sportsmen and butchered the
creatures by the thousand.
The dinner was made without water, which was a small matter, for there
was no need of the explorers suffering on that account, since streams
were abundant and they did not have to travel far to obtain the element
of the best quality.
It was about the middle of the afternoon that Deerfoot led the way up
another of the numerous rises in the prairie, and halted to give the
horses a needed rest. Although the pace was kept at a walk, traveling
through the luxuriant grass was trying, and consideration was due the
animals who did the work.
As usual, the four who dismounted scanned every part of the visible
horizon. George Shelton often called his spyglass into use while riding
over the plain, and thus gained the pleasure of being the first to
announce certain discoveries; but the elevations, that were never of
much extent, gave a more favorable view.
Directly westward, in a line with the course they were pursuing, all,
without the aid of the glass, observed five or six animals cropping the
grass. They were of delicate build, resembling deer, but looked more
dainty and graceful. It was not until after Mul-tal-la and Deerfoot had
studied them for several minutes through the glass that the former made
known their nature. They were antelopes, one of the fleetest and most
quick-sighted animals in the West.
Although they were fully a fourth of a mile away, they saw the travelers
the instant they came up the rise of land. They tossed their heads and
stared at the strangers while the latter were studying them. Then they
dashed off with the speed of the wind, but did not go far when they
stopped short, turned part way round and gazed at the horsemen, as if
expecting them to follow. Seeing they did not, the antelopes resumed
their grazing, the two most timid stopping every now and then to look
up, as if in doubt whether they ought not to place a greater distance
between them and the strange-looking creatures on the elevation.
“Would my brothers like to eat of antelope!” asked Mul-tal-la,
addressing all three of his companions.
“I suppose it would taste good,” replied Victor, “for everything tastes
that way in this part of the world, which I suppose is because I’m so
plaguey hungry most of the time.”
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