Ypsilanti sentinel. [volume] (Ypsilanti, Washtenaw Co., Mich.) 1843-1900, 1845-05-14
YPsIlANTI, (MICH) WEDNESDAY ID ls45

and croak then stoop, spread their broad wings,
and 60 their lean shanks dangling behind them.
But could never kill them; for, though hunger
made me reckless at last and / would fire, would
hear The shot rattle sharply among their close
thick feathers, and il awaited nothing. They
still sailed, croaking off These were the only v.
ing things but '.ho1ned frogs" that / saw: and
while my strength lasted, would chase the last,
nimble. ugly looking creatures with eagerness
inconcei vabIe. Yes, there were wolves too; but
they are minions of the devil, not honest living
things. Some of them were my trail all the
time, determined to be in at the death. On, how
iercely hated Them. tried all manner of de-
vices 10 lure them within gun-shot but il was Of
no avail. They were too subtle. The wierd
6ends They have the "second sight," They
can see death before he strikes. and they'll stink
and creep with horrid patience in his wake, for
one lap of blood. II would make me SILVER to
turn and see them, like my shadow, forever trail
ing me. And then at night they would sit around
and howl and moan for hours and hours, as if
they were determined should learn my own re-
QUEEN by heart.
Snalls and water were becoming still more DIFF
ficult to obtain, and weaker and weaker every
hour. Still travelled on, though my gait was
staggering. l had drawn my hunger belt, until
looked like wasp. My senses became painful
ly acute. The clang of cranes wing, as he
rose, or his croak, would thump aud crash against
my tympanum like thunder, and roar through my
brain in reverberat for minutes after. The
Earth's smell became rank and oppressive; and
when the breeze swept by, il sounded lik, the
whizzing of ten thousand wings. began to see
strange sights on the prairie. Armies with ban
ners would hurie BY, and their tread would shake
the earth. 1t would turn out to be flying troop
of mustangs. Great lakes Of wafer would glia-
er in The sun before me, and when would reel
along little faster to reach them, they would
travel on, and would not lessen the distance be-
tween them and me. The star.beams hurt me
with their icy keenness, and the moons light
made nv teeth chatter. Mist.forms of those /
loved would sail along the air. solemnly and slow,
their still eyes fixed sadly on me. The wall of
the accused wolves would sound like the volume
Of clamoring agonies rolling up from teeming
S5elIpit, or the moaning of northern ocean thro'
esvernous ice-berges. The blood tingled sharply
and stung along my veins: while my stomach
was cold as if it were dead felt as if were
cut in two, and my head and feet acting from DIFF
ferent voliiions. A, night would lay with my
mouth open and tongue out gasping for the dew.
had dried it.
Yet travelled on; for whilst was in motion.
felt The horrors less and sometimes my body seem.
ed to drink in unnatural vigor from the atmosphere,
giving me extalic visions. All the delicious mo-
ments of my life would crowd upon me bringing
all familiar faces, wearing the EXPRESSION loved
besi.to remember them by. But they were spiru-
aIized and seemed TO be The angel of old joys and
they looked with such plying tenderness into my
eyes, that tears would gnsh from them 10 hot tor
rents And then all mirlhful phaDtasies would
dance and CLEAN about me, in such quaint shapes
of sparkling beauty. that would laugh aloud and
stretch my arms TO clasp, that | might kiss them.
But when from sheer exhaustion was compell-
ed lie down, then the awful hell of torture would
commence to rage within me: and famine would
tear and wrench al my vitals. Thirst, fiery thirst
would seethe and boil snd shoot, like electric
fame; along my veins. In this condition | had
been moving on, like one in dreadful dream fol
two days, and yet no alienation. | still cung
to my gun; but, merciful Heaven! how heavy il
had become, Il felt like Goliah's beam: sunk in.
to my flesh, and seemed to be crushing my very
bones. Yet would no, give it up. | could moi
bear the thought of being killed wiihou, The oppor
tunity of revenge. 1t would have been glorious
happiness to have met the Cananches and died
defiant. Those hairy fiends. The wolves, to have
them snarling their white fangs over me, whilst
was yet alive was too horrible.
had almost lost the capacity of further wrest
ling with inevitable fate, when suddenly noticed
on the praire before me that which appeared like
cluster of timber. was strong again in an IN
slant. NV feet seemed to be shod with some buoy
ant principle. water! water! water!" my parch
ed lips aT,iculated at every step. As approach
ed. could perceive there we're other "mous" scat
tered at wide intervals in line across the plain
This, knew indicated the presence of stream
and oh! thrill of hope it sent through my weak
eued frame!
In an hour reached the nearest "mott" cluster
of scrubby timber covering about thirty square fee
| and almost screamed with eager delight, as say
from the gully on which stood, the CLEAN of wa
ter. l dropped my gun, and end tumbed down tn
bank, threw myself PROSTATE upon the brink. AM
plunged my head, up to the shoulders, into tn
clear fluid. gulped several huge rapid swallow
on the instant; but when | paused for brealh-hoI
ror of horrors! Great God! it was salt as brine!-
II all came up in an instant, and il was like teal
ing out my vltals. The blackness Of darkness fe
around my brain. was insensble.
: | cannot tell how long | lay there; but / fe
with a portion of nv BODY in the water and IN