with safety.  Upon reaching the herd, the hunter dashes in at the cows, which, are easily recognized by the fineness of their robes and their smaller forms.  The white man hunter, of all weapons, prefers a revolver; but, the red man uses the lance, and bow and arrows, which he handles with remarkable dexterity.  The place of election to make the deadly wound is just behind the fore shoulder where the long, shaggy mane of the hump is intersected by the short hair of the body.  The death-wound being given, the blood gushes out in torrents and the victim, after a few bounds, falls on her knees with her head bunting into the ground.  If, by chance, a vital organ is not reached, the pain of the wound makes the stricken animal desperately courageous.  She turns upon her pursuer with terrible earnestness ready to destroy him.  It is now that the horse is to be depended upon.  If well trained, he will instantly wheel and place himself and rider out of harm’s way; but, woe to both horse and hunter if this is not done.  The lives of both are in imminent danger.  In case the buffalo is killed, the hunter rides up, dismounts and makes his lariet fast to the horns of his game.  He next proceeds to cut up the meat and prepare it for his pack animals which he should have near by.  By their aid he easily carries it into camp.

It would doubtless afford many a page of exciting interest could we carry the reader through all the varied scenes of the chase in which Kit Carson has been the principal actor.  To transmit to our narrative a choice fight with the fierce old grizzly bear; or, perchance, a fine old buffalo bull turning on his destroyer with savage ferocity; or, a wounded panther, with its inevitable accompaniment in the shape of a hand-to-hand encounter for dear life, each of such could not fail in giving interest to the general reader.  We are forced, against our own conviction of the duty we owe the public as Kit Carson’s chosen Biographer, to pass by all such acts of his personal daring and triumph because of his own unwillingness to relate them for publication.  Notwithstanding our urgent requests, backed up by the advice and interference of friends, Kit Carson is inflexibly opposed to relating such acts of himself.  He is even more willing to speak of his failures, though such are few, rather than of his victories in the chase.  While the description of these adventures could not fail to furnish useful and interesting data, most unfortunately, Kit Carson considers that they are uninteresting minutiae which have pertained to the every-day business of his life and no persuasion can induce him to enter upon their relation.  Not so when he is entertaining some of the brave chiefs of the Indian nations whose friendship he has won by his brave deeds.  If they are his guests, or he himself theirs, then their delight to hear kindles a pride in his breast to relate.  He knows that he will not, by them, be called a boaster.