The Wilmington morning star., 1940-02-20
Silver Battles King Buffalo

Having mounted the hilltop, Silver surveyed
the countryside, seeking out the advantages it
offered for hiding, drinking, and grazing.
His sharp ears caught the sound of tramping
feet. At first he thought they sounded like horses
hoofs as they struck the earth, but he was quick
to realize the tramp of the feet was much heavier 1
than a herd Of horses would make.
From his vantage point on the hill, he saw a
the distance-much like little pebbles rolling
here and there.
They were blotted from sight, 1nonentarily,
by a scrubby tree, but appeared again.
Silver's curiosity was aroused to full pitch,
and off he dashed toward the specks, miles west
of the spot where he had spent the night. Stop
ping only for water and a little grass, he pushed
forward, unknowingly, to meet with the greatest
adventure he had yet had, from his colt stage to
his present age.
Silver, standing behind some bushes, watched
the queer animals as they grazed and drank from
a nearby river. Often some would run about in
a circle full speed, tearing up the sod beneath
them with their flying hoofs.
He could not figure out what they were. Their
necks were hard to see, for it seemed the head
and the body were as one. He did not advance at
once, but continued to study them further.
He noticed that one of the queer things had
caused another of it's kind to below in pain by
rushing at it, head first, and sticking some point
ed things on its head into the other animal, which
also had these pointed things on his head. By
the sound of agony the stuck animal made, Silver
realized those pointed things must be dangerous.
He decided in case the queer animals attacked
him, he would be careful that those sharp things
on their heads would not touch him..
DANGER-BUFFALoEs AHEADi
Memory brought a dim picture before him.
His mother and father were next to him, and he
remembered his father telling his mother about
the meeting with the buffaloes, and how they
fought with horns, mostly, and that they rushed
with the speed of the wind and knocked objects
down before them, like the mighty river which
pushes great trees before it.
These were bufaloes, Silver concluded, after
noticing how much likeness there was between
these animals and those his father had described.
Finally he came out from behind the bushes
and dashed up to the surprised bison. The herd,
consisting of fifty or more buffaloes, gathered
together. A mighty bison, King of the group,
slowly walked toward Silver.
Silver's skin shivered. He felt he was in for
a fight and doubted, for the first time, his ability
as a fighter compared to that of the powerful
looking creature coming toward him.
He steadied himself: With a roar, like a shot
from a cannon, the buffalo tripled his speed and,
head downward, came toward the ready horse.
Silver for a fleeing second thought of running,
but pride steadied him and, rearing on his hind
legs, he met the onrush of the mountain of ami
NAL muscle.
A cloud of dust and flying turf hid the scene
Of battle for a moment but, after it cleared away,
there could be seen a torn animal lifting itself
up off the ground only to be thrown down again
beneath the hammering hoofs of a silver colored
horse. However, the bison hurled itself clear of
the horses hoofs and, rising to it's feet, again
prepared to rush. Silver retreated a few yards
and watched his enemy.
STRUGGLE FOR SUPREMACY
Many a mountain lion, horse, and other ami.
NAL had been subdued by the cutting hoofs of
Silver, and little wonder the brave horse was
troubled by the amazing amount of punishment
his foe could stand without being beaten. Now
almost exhausted by the battle, he faced an en-
envy full of vigor, ready to attack again.
The infuriated buffalo charged. This time
Silver leaped to one side and the bison flew past.
Turning, uttering a loud below as he came, he |
rushed at the whinnying horse. THEY MET!
Silver's defiant, shrill cries mingled with the /
blatant believing. Thunderous snorts of the |
maddened buffalo filled the air with the dull thud-
ding sound of the impact of heavy animal bodies
as they struggled and swung against each other
IN their supremacy for life.
Blazing eyes and foaning mouths. Rearing |
horse and crouching buffalo. A gorgeous and
terrifying scene of battle-a stage setting in ami
mal-lite which a playwright would have been
eager to reproduce for a human audience, but
there were only the prairie and the elements for
its audience.
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