The Mystic Sign of the New England Colt

"Why is it that, upon the sunniest day, if you but shake a fresh buffalo rope behind him, so that he cannot even see it, but only smells its wild animal muskiness? Why will he start snort and with bursting eyes, paw the ground in frenzies?" "For what knows he, this new england colt, of the black bisons of distant oregon"? 'No, but here thou beholdest, even in a dumb brute the instinct of the knowledge of the demonism in the world'