“Roger, perhaps that isn’t thunder we hear, after all!” he exclaimed, with a catch in his voice, as though the presence of some new and never before experienced danger influenced him.
“Why, what could it be then?” demanded the other, instantly.
“Oh! look! look yonder!” cried Dick.
Just then another friendly flash of lightning illuminated the heavens, and for the space of several seconds the prairie was lighted up almost like day. And the two pioneer boys, staring toward the region where the storm seemed brooding, saw a spectacle that chilled their blood, it was so wonderful, so full of tremendous possibilities for evil!
CHAPTER XIV
THE BUFFALO STAMPEDE
Far away, it seemed as though the whole surface of the prairie was in motion. To the right and left the boys had seen the same bewildering sight. Roger failed to comprehend what it meant, and turned to his companion for an explanation.
“What is it, Dick?” he called out.
“Buffaloes—one of those great herds we’ve been told about, and which stretches as far as the eye can reach!” the other replied.