These animals, while feeding, scatter themselves over the country,
but when moving, they form a dense column, which, once in motion, is
scarcely to be impeded. Their line of march is seldom interrupted,
even by considerable rivers, across which they swim, without fear
or hesitation, in the order in which they traverse the plains. They
constantly wander about, either from being disturbed by the hunters,
or in search of food. They are very fond of the soft and tender grass,
which springs up after a fire has spread over the prairie. In winter
they scrape away the snow, to reach the grass. They are timid and fly
from man, but when wounded, they become desperate and dangerous. The
Indians make incessant war upon them for their flesh and skins. Their
favorite method of attack, is to ride up to the fattest of the herd on
horseback, and shoot them. Sometimes they drive them over precipices,
by which they are killed. They also take them in enclosures made of
sticks, about a hundred yards in diameter. The herds are attended by
packs of wolves, ready to fall upon the sick and wounded. Travellers
describe the noise made by the bellowing, the trampling, and galloping
of a large herd of bisons, as impressing the mind with an emotion
amounting to terror. The bison was the only native animal of the ox
kind found by the first settlers in America.
* * * * *
ANECDOTE.――In a town of western Virginia, a few years ago, an old
lady from the country went to a store to procure a few articles. She
purchased several of the clerk, and at length, observing a neatly
painted and varnished bellows hanging by the post, she inquired what it
was. The clerk, perceiving that the old lady was rather ignorant, and
being something of a wag, informed her that it was a new-fashioned fan,
which he had lately received from the east; at the same time taking the
bellows down and puffing with it in his face, told her that was the
mode of operation. The old woman repeated the operation on herself, and
was so delighted with the new fan, that she purchased it forthwith and
departed.
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