The Stockmen had taken up positions at the edge of the scrub waiting for the wild cattle to come out and it was long past midnight when we heard a faint distant roaring that gradually grew louder. It was the bellowing of a mob coming along to water which ours answered.
Suddenly there was a cloud of dust and a wild rushing to and fro as the wild ones joined the coaches, the former only kept from breaking away by continually riding round them. One or two wild bulls with thick necks ran out and charged us as we endeavoured to turn them.