Kenosha tribune & telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1856-1859, 1858-08-19

and kindling fire with some sticks,
which he also pushed up to me in the
same manner, | boiled it, and on this
we made our supper--as hearty and pal
etable meal as ever [ ate in my life
feeding him as he sat beside me. 4 Our
hunger appeased, we felt more. sensibly
the pangs of thirst; and at first we
could devise no means for bringing the
water, so near US. Necessity, however,
is the mother Of invention; and luckily
bethinking ofmy hat, placed the rim
In my companions mouth, and told him
to wade into the river until he should
be able to dip the hat under, and then,
by returning quickly, I fancied good
portion of the water might be obtained,
after allowing for the leakage The
plan succeeded, and taking the half fill,
ed hat from his teeth, held il for him
to drink, and then drank myself, the
most refreshing and invigorating
drought that ever eneompassed my lips.
The immediate wants of nature being
Supplied, we began to be more cheerful,
and hopeful, though still suffering Sc
we're pain from our shattered limbs,
which L next proceeded to dress as we'll
as our circumstances would permit
Making some rude splints with my knife
took otfmy shirt and tore it into strips,
and then putting the bones of Brent,s
arms together as we'll as l conId / bound
1.-THE splinters around them. This done
proceeded to dress my own wounds in
the same incomplete way. Cd ou .fg9
Another night now set in, which we
passed together, lying close in the thick
ct, and suffering great deal of PAIN
We slept little, but spent the tedious
hours talking over the dire events which
Ihad happened, and mourning the loss
OF our brave companions. ..,.,.t. !; +
| The second day, beginning early in
the morning, and keeping a Sharp look
out for game, was fortunate enoughto
shoot two squirrls, and wild turkey,
the latter. being quite numerous in that
region. This served US for food through
the day, and on the third I succeeded
km shooting a couple more squirrels and
a few birds, my companion always kick
ling them to me with his feet, and push
ing up sticks and brush in the same
manner, and dressing and cooking the
animals and feeding him.dI 10 v6sdl1g
So matters went on for several days,
the game gradually becoming scarcer,
and requiring a great deal more labor
on Brent's part to drive within range of
my rifle. Days thus passed on, and ev-
en- weeks, before my wounds were so
far healed as to permit me to hobble a.
bout on crutches, and during all this
time we saw not human soul, though
anxiously watching for some chance boat
to come down the riter and take us off.
Our garments being thin,g and our
shirts torn up for bandages, and the
weather setting in cold, ourfuture pros
1pects looked cheerless indeed, and we
were much concerned lest we should be
obliged to winter where we were. To
beprepared for any emergency, we with
much labor, put up kind of rude shan
ty, which served in some manner to pro.
tectus from the almost wintry blasts,
which now began to sweep,o over the des-
olate scene. en- 1850 asdI .9Bgl ed idt
AS the season grew colder and more
Indictment, the game became so scarce
that my companion with difficulty drove
enough within rifle shot to give us a
single meal a day and with all the rest
our powder was so low in the horn that
l could count the charges, and dared
not fire, except when-certain of my mark;
then it was VIC began to feel the horrors
of despair, and sometimes to regret
that we had outlived the dead arc und
us. Almostnaked, with unshavenhaggard
faces, hollow cheeks and sunken eyes,
we now indeed looked pitiable, even to
each other; and every day, too, our:con-
dition seemed to grow.worse, instead of
better: and atlast, with sinking heart
L informed Brent that we had but four
charges Of powder in our horn.
"God help u.s." was his reply. aas"a
Matters were at their worst, when
Brent burst suddenly into our shanty,
where I sat over few embers, and with
tears in his eyes exclaimed, BLESSED
be God! Captain Benham, we're saved;
there's a boat just turning the bend
above us 70 s. 845a373
Who shall describe my feelings when
| started up and hobbled down to the
bank of the river, shouting as L went,
lest the boat, scarcely yet III sight,
should pass us ere j could reach the
beach Oh how painfully anxious we
watched its slow approach, continually
shooting to attract the attention of men
too far distant to hear us, and making
every kind of signal we could possibly
think of for the same purpose.
Gradually the boat neared us, and we
could see the crew. gathered together,
and pointing towards us. But, oh
Heaven! imagine if you can, our horror
when we saw them suddenly betake to
their oars, push over to the Ohio shore,
and then row past us with all their
might, amid our frantic gestieulations
and piteous prayers for help! On they
swept down the river, and then Brent
and /, looking at each other with silent
horror, sunk down together upon the
cold beach, and mentally prayed for
death to end our sufferings. Iasf
GSuddenly-oh, sight ofagonizing joyi
we saw a canoe put off from the larger
boat and approach us, and then we got
up, and fairly screamed and begged for
assistance. When the rowcrs had
come near enough to converse with us
they toldus they feared we were decoys,
put there to draw them to the shore,
that the Indians might fall upon them,
and it took no little time, and the most
earnest asseverations and piteous APP
|peals, to convince them to the contrary
AT last, after rowing past us two or three
times, and closely inspecting the shore
and getting US to come far out on the
sandbar, they ventured totake us aboard
We were kindly treated by these men,
when they came to hear our story and