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Title: Beyond the old frontier : adventures of Indian-fighters, hunters, and fur-traders
Year: 1913 (1910s)
Authors: Grinnell, George Bird, 1849-1938
Subjects: Ross, Alexander, 1783-1856 Ruxton, George Frederick Augustus, 1820-1848 Garrard, Lewis Hector, 1829-1887 Palliser, John, 1807-1887 Frontier and pioneer life -- West (U.S.) Indians of North America -- West (U.S.) Fur trade -- West (U.S.)
Publisher: New York : C. Scribner's Sons
Contributing Library: New York Public Library
Digitizing Sponsor: MSN

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d after firing, the animal will remain still, if itdoes not immediately fall. It is a most painful sightto witness the dying struggles of the huge beast. Thebuffalo invariably evinces the greatest repugnance tolie down when mortally wounded, apparently consciousthat, when once touching mother earth, there is nohope left him. A bull, shot through the heart or lungs,with blood streaming from his mouth, and protrudingtongue, his eyes rolling, bloodshot, and glazed withdeath, braces himself on his legs, swaying from sideto side, stamps impatiently at his growing weakness,or lifts his rugged and matted head and helplessly bel-lows out his conscious impotence. To the last, how-ever, he endeavours to stand upright, and plants hislimbs farther apart, but to no purpose. As the bodyrolls like a ship at sea, his head slowly turns from sideto side, looking about, as it were, for the unseen andtreacherous enemy who has brought him, the lord ofthe plains, to such a pass. Gouts of purple blood spurt
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