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"The sight of hundreds or thousands of buffalo on the rolling prairie or on a vast expanse of level plains was something few men could forget. Imagine yourself standing on a high ridge, perhaps 200 feet above a grass-covered prairie somewhere in central Kansas one hundred or more years ago. The warm breeze, blowing up from the south, from Indian Territory and from the Staked Plains of Texas, brushes past your face. From your vantage point you can see for nearly fifty miles in any direction. As you turn your head from the southeast to the south and southwest there are buffalo - hundreds, thousands, perhaps millions of the shaggy animals. Below the ridge, perhaps half a mile away you can see the individual animals, their brown, almost blackish bodies slowly moving as they graze on the pale green buffalo grass which has almost turned a light brown under the hot August sun. Here and there you can make out a cow with a calf, some nursing, others playing. But as you look farther away the buffalo blend together. A mile or so away you cannot make out the individual animals nor can you see the prairie under their feet. There is only a blanket of dark brown stretching to the cloudless horizon. You know you are seeing buffalo, yet it is an unbelievable sight, one that must be seen to be believed."

David A. Dary

The Buffalo Book