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"My God, a buffalo herd!" she exclaimed Close at hand was a tall

boulder in the shelter of which she instantly secured her horse; then

running a few paces to where stood a tall, sturdy poplar, she

clambered into its branches

Then the tre

eyes and foa nostrils, drove onward toward the south, like an

unchained hurricane So horns and skull, and fell prone upon the plain to be

trampled to jelly by the hundreds of thousands in rear The tree upon

which the girl had taken refuge received many a shock from a crazed

bull; and it seemed to Annette from her perch in the branches, as if

all the face of the plains was being hurled toward the south in the

wildest turmoil Hell itself let loose could present no such

spectacle as thisover the lonely

plain under the elfin light of the new-risenthe loom

presented a picture ination

of the writer of the Inferno

The spectacle, as observed by the girl soht be likened soainst the storm, and the mad waves tumble hither and

thither, foiled and i in one direction with a sweep and a force that no

power could chain