Once There Were Millions


...We made a station and called it Boonesborough, situated in a plain...on entering the plain we were permitted to view a very interesting and romantic sight.A number of buffalos, of all sizes, supposed to be between two and three hundred, made off from the lick in every direction; some running, some walking, other loping slowly and carelessly,with young calves playing, skipping,and bounding through the plain.Such a sight some of us never saw before, nor perhaps never again.

-Felix Wwalker's narrative of his trip with Daniel Boone to Boonesborough, Kentucky, March 1775, quoted in Narratives of Pioneer Life and Border Warfare