Mr. Roberts, who has his own little spread near Kingsville, recalls getting a call from a neighbor who reported that his entire herd had vanished.

A herd of animals, too far distant to identify, was running swiftly away from them and soon vanished from sight.

The herd was vanishing in the distance still pursued by the giant carnivores.

The herds of mammoths vanished, along with hundreds of other species, leaving their frozen bones to puzzle scientists like us.

By the time they got to the corner, the entire herd had vanished from the square and was moving slowly along a narrow street that led back to the main boulevard.

In moments the herd had vanished among the trees.

The herd vanished with a tremendous thunder of hooves and a deafening crackling and crashing of flattened bushes.

There was but one thing to do, Hopalong decided, and that was to turn back until they found the point where the herd had vanished.

A herd of cows couldn't just vanish, he thought, even in mist as heavy as this ... not unless they were faery kine.

The herd ebbed away and vanished into the distant trees.