The Sweetwater enterprise. (Sweetwater, Tenn.) 1869-187?, 1871-03-16

hon, but all in vain. Morning came, yet
with 10 boy. The day elapsed in fruit
less search, followed by another night
of demonstrations similar to those OF the
first. The anguish Of tBe parent IN this
extremity was almost unbearabIs. To
go back without his SON, he could not,
for there too was an anxious mother
fondly awaiting their return Rom tho
boat
On the third day after fully delbeTa-
ting on II, tine party concluded 10 return
home, form companies Of their nsighbOrs,
and make grand search for the boy on
the plains.
Awakening from his sleep, through .
feeling Of coldness, young Wilson looked
out upon the dreary waste before him.
The wind still howled, but the sleet had
subsidized. His frozen clothes eIankel
about bis body ss he arose and picked
up his gun. He now fully comprehend
ed his situation, and his first thoughts
were OF his friends, and something to
cot. To choose his course puzzled him,
yet no time was 10 be lost. He plucked
from one of the bushes q sprig, sat it ON
end, and in his boyish way resolved on
going in the direction it might fall. As
the result win show il fell in the oppo-
site direction 10 that in which his friends
were, and he wandered farther and far
ther away.
For procuring food, his gun was now
his only reliance, and as he irudged
along, sharp look out was kept up for
game. The first day out nothing in the
game line presented itself, but on the
second o small herd of buffalo, on which
he fred, passed him. His shot was
short Of the mark, and they were soon
away. So passed the third and fourth
days. Weakenedby hunger and fatigue,
he, nevertheless, kept up good courage,
and hoped that if he did not find friends,
he at least might fall in with other hunt
ers or Indians, friendly or otherwise he
did not care much which, so long rs his
scalp was safe and prospect Of o ro-
plenishment Of his vacant stomach Of
fered.
On the morning Of the fifth day he
came to q small stream, skirted by few
scattering trees. Here he gathered mp
some broken limbs, and pulled out nom
beneath the roots dry grass enough 10
start fire. This he did by firing of his
gun and blowing the wad into blaze,
which soon grew into q warming fire, by
which his frc zen clothes were thawed out
and himself warmed. BY this time he
was too hungry and worn ont TO proceed
much further, and he resolved in keeping
up his fire through the day and night.
While so engaged lnte in the evening, he
was suddenly startled by o gruff "howl!'
and big dirty Indian stood before him,
with gun on his back and the hind
quarters Of an antelope.
"Bullyl" replied Wilson, as he sprang
to his feet and rife. "How yourself"
and he gazed in astonishment at the j. -.
truder. The Indian comprehended the
situation, proffered him portion Of his
meat and they sat down together, roaS'-
ed and ate ravenously Of it. The heat
and food hvened him up, and he soon as-
certained that a band Of friendly In
dians were encamped few miles below.
To this camp the two repaired, and Viii
son was welcomed kindly and fed for
three days, when enough provision was
given him to reach the settlements. His
course was pointed out and he started
on his homeward journey. He Travelled
three days, when be fell in with his faith
er and friends, who were returning to
renew the search for him. The meeting
was joyous one, and young Wilson is
content with "only one more shot."1