 ... nothing but a cloud of dust before me, but I knew that it concealed a band of many hundreds of buffalo. In a moment I was in the midst of the cloud, half suffocated by the dust and stunned by the trampling of the flying herd; but I was drunk with...  The Oregon Trail - Página 460por Francis Parkman - 1910 - 553 páginasVista completa - Acerca de este libro
 | Francis Parkman - 1852 - 466 páginas
...trampling of the flying herd ; but I was drunk with the chase and cared for nothing but the buffalo. Very soon a long dark mass became visible, looming through the dust ; ihen I could distinguish each bulky carcass, the hoofs flying out beneath, the short tails held rigidly... | |
 | Francis Parkman - 1875 - 406 páginas
...trampling of the flying herd; but I was drunk with the chase and cared for nothing but the buffalo. Very soon a long dark mass became visible, looming...could have touched them with my gun. Suddenly, to my amazement, the hoofs were jerked upwards, the tails flourished in the air, and amid a cloud of dust... | |
 | Francis Parkman - 1898 - 288 páginas
...trampling of the flying herd ; but I was drunk with the chase and cared for nothing but the buffalo. Very soon a long dark mass became visible, looming...could have touched them with my gun. Suddenly, to my amazement, the hoofs were jerked upwards, the tails flourished in the air, and amid a cloud of dust... | |
 | Francis Parkman - 1901 - 446 páginas
...trampling of the flying herd ; but I was drunk with the chase and cared for nothing but the buffalo. Very soon a long dark mass became visible, looming through the dust; then I coJjJd distinguish each bulky carcass, the hoofs flying' out beneath, the short tails held rigidly... | |
 | Charles Lane Hanson - 1912 - 392 páginas
...trampling of the flying herd; but I was drunk with the chase and cared for nothing but the buffalo. Very soon a long dark mass became visible, looming...could have touched them with my gun. Suddenly, to my amazement, the hoofs were jerked upwards, the tails flourished in the air, and amid a cloud of dust... | |
 | Francis Parkman - 1917 - 408 páginas
...trampling of the flying herd ; but I was drunk with the chase and cared for nothing but the buffalo. Very soon a long dark mass became visible, looming...short tails held rigidly erect. In a moment I was st> close that I could have touched them with my gun. Suddenly, to my amazement, the hoofs were jerked... | |
 | 1918 - 424 páginas
...trampling of the flying herd ; but I was drunk with the chase and cared for nothing but the buffalo. Very soon a long dark mass became visible, looming...could have touched them with my gun. Suddenly, to my amazement, the hoofs were jerked upwards, the tails flourished in the air, and amid a cloud of dust... | |
 | Francis Parkman - 1918 - 428 páginas
...trampling of the flying herd; but I was drunk with the chase and cared for nothing but the buffalo. Very soon a long dark mass became visible, looming...dust; then I could distinguish each bulky carcass, the 20 hoofs flying out beneath, the short tails held rigidly erect. In a moment I was so close that I... | |
 | Francis Parkman - 1920 - 420 páginas
...trampling of the flying herd ; but I was drunk with the chase and cared for nothing but the buffalo. Very soon a long dark mass became visible, looming...rigidly erect. In a moment I was so close that I could havi touched them with my gun. Suddenly, to my amaz< ment, the hoofs were jerked upwards, the tails... | |
 | Charles Herbert Sylvester - 1922 - 526 páginas
...trampling of the flying herd ; but I was drunk with the chase and cared for nothing but the buffalo. Very soon a long dark mass became visible, looming...close that I could have touched them with my gun. amid a cloud of dust the buffalo seemed to sink into the earth before me. One vivid impression of that... | |
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