"And what was the other occasion?" queried Harry.
"Oh, the other time I was chased was when I was up in the buffalo country last year, and it was very much under the same circumstances as the event of to-day. Two of us had attacked a herd and put some lead into the leading bulls. The bulls gave a call that brought all the others to their aid, and then they charged at full speed. At a guess there were more than a hundred buffaloes in the crowd. My friend who was with me at the time thought there were two hundred at least. They formed into a very compact mass, and only the leaders could see where they were going.
"When they charged we were about two thirds of the way from one flank of the herd to the other. I suggested to my friend that we take the shortest cut toward the edge of the herd, and ride obliquely along the front, instead of running dead away before them. We did so, and as we reached the edge of the flank we doubled quickly around to the rear of the herd. This threw the animals into confusion, as the mass was so dense and so large that the leading bulls could not quickly make their way through it, while the cows and yearlings at the rear were not likely to lead a charge on their own account. Before the bulls got around in position to make a head against us we were safely out of reach."
CHAPTER XXVIII.
MISCELLANEOUS HUNTING—SUDDEN CALL FOR HELP—THE LADIES
BESIEGED BY AN AFRICAN CHIEF—FOREIGNERS' MAGIC.
"Shall we call on the ladies to-morrow to ask how they are, or wait until we hear from them?" Harry asked.
"Oh, we'll call on them, of course," responded Jack.
"I think," said I, "that we'll do neither. We won't disturb them by a call, and we won't neglect them by waiting till they send to us."
"Then what do you propose to do?"
"That's very simple," said I: "we'll send our manager over to ask how they are, and if it would please them to have a call from us."