But it is not to be understood that the movement of a great herd, because it was made on a run, necessarily partook of the nature of a stampede in which a herd sweeps forward in a body.  The most graphic account that I ever obtained of facts bearing on this point was furnished by Mr. James McNaney, drawn from his experience on the northern buffalo range in 1882.  His party reached the range (on Beaver Creek, about 100 miles south of Glendive) about the middle of November, and found buffaloes already there; in fact they had begun to arrive from the north as early as the middle of October.  About the first of December an immense herd arrived from the north.  It reached their vicinity one night, about 10 o’clock, in a mass that seemed to spread everywhere.  As the hunters sat in their tents, loading cartridges and cleaning their rifles, a low rumble was heard, which gradually increased to “a thundering noise,” and some one exclaimed, “There! that’s a big herd of buffalo coming in!” All ran out immediately, and hallooed and discharged rifles to keep the buffaloes from running over their tents.  Fortunately, the horses were picketed some distance away in a grassy coulée, which the buffaloes did not enter.  The herd came at a jog trot, and moved quite rapidly.  “In the morning the whole country was black with buffalo.”  It was estimated that 10,000 head were in sight.  One immense detachment went down on to a “flat” and laid down.  There it remained quietly, enjoying a long rest, for about ten days.  It gradually broke up into small bands, which strolled off in various directions looking for food, and which the hunters quietly attacked.

A still more striking event occurred about Christmas time at the same place.  For a few days the neighborhood of McNaney’s camp had been entirely deserted by buffaloes, not even one remaining.  But one morning about daybreak a great herd which was traveling south began to pass their camp.  A long line of moving forms was seen advancing rapidly from the northwest, coming in the direction of the hunters’ camp.  It disappeared in the creek valley for a few moments, and presently the leaders suddenly came in sight again at the top of “a rise” a few hundred yards away, and came down the intervening slope at full speed, within 50 yards of the two tents.  After them came a living stream of followers, all going at a gallop, described by the observer as “a long lope,” from four to ten buffaloes abreast.  Sometimes there would be a break in the column of a minute’s duration, then more buffaloes would appear at the brow of the hill, and the column went rushing by as before.  The calves ran with their mothers, and the young stock got over the ground with much less exertion than the older animals.  For about four hours, or until past 11 o’clock, did this column of buffaloes gallop past the camp over a course no wider than a village street.  Three miles away toward the south the long dark line of bobbing humps and hind quarters wound to the right between two hills