Indian sketches, taken during an expedition to the Pawnee tribes (Vol. 2 of 2)Irving, John Treat
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Indian sketches, taken during an expedition to the Pawnee tribes (Vol. 2 of 2)
Irving, John Treat
Indians of North America -- Kansas; Indians of North America -- Nebraska; Pawnee Indians
I travelled for many hours; following the hollows, and beating the
tall grass, in hopes of starting a deer; but with the exception of a
few grouse, I met with nothing. I had continued thus unsuccessful till
afternoon, and was sauntering along a high ridge, looking round to see if
I could perceive any trace of the party, when suddenly turning my head,
I caught sight of a number of objects, stringing slowly along the top
of a ridge. At first I was surprised; for I mistook them for a train of
pack-horses; but the next moment undeceived me, and I discovered that I
had come unaware, upon a herd of elk. There were about a dozen of them.
They were as quick-sighted as myself; for at the very moment that my eye
rested upon them, they also detected me. They halted and snuffed the
air; but I was too far off to taint it. So they turned away, and slowly
loitered on. I immediately made for a thicket of brushwood, and beneath
this shelter, rushed swiftly towards them. I had not gone far, however,
when, upon rounding a small point of bushes, I came directly upon another
herd. There must have been more than a hundred in it. Many were lying
upon the ground; some were gamboling and frisking; two or three were
butting each other with their horns; and several wary old fellows were
stationed round as sentinels. I was within a hundred yards of them, so I
fired at a full-grown buck. The bullet struck one of his fore legs, and
he fell. In an instant the whole herd were on their feet, and huddling
together like frightened sheep, they fled over the hills.
I sprang from my hiding place, and drawing my knife, ran towards the
wounded animal; but before I could reach him, he gained his feet, and
hobbled off, at a rate which kept me at the full stretch of my speed. I
then stopped to reload my rifle, and followed expecting every moment to
see him drop. He led me a long chase, over hill and dale, and across
runs of water; until I gave out; and seating myself, saw him hobble out
of sight.
It was now time to look out for the party; a thing which I had totally
forgotten, in the heat of the chase; nor had I taken any note of the
course I was pursuing; so that when my race was ended, I was completely
bewildered. I was within a short distance of a well-wooded stream, and I
suspected that the party would encamp, somewhere upon its banks. I knew
too, that they must be to the westward of me, so I followed the course of
the river.
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