The Forest Republican. [volume] (Tionesta, Pa.) 1869-1952, 1876-05-03

ceived number of letters and papers,
but there was nothing there for Mr..
Dunn" In all our travels, and in all
our experience we we're never so bit
terly disappointed. What could be
the matter? Where were our letters
They had certainly been written.
Bowed down with disappointment, we
returned to the boat, and wrapping
our blanket around us gloomily set
tied down for the night.
10 the course of an hour after leav-
ing st. Lucie, we came to a stop for
the reason that we could not find the
entrance to Indian River narrows.
Farrell was ahead, on the lookout ;
Paget at the rudder. We would sail
to point where we imagined there
might be an entrance, then pole out.
Finally we saw place that must be
the channel, and stood for it. Within
few rods of shore Farrell surg out
"land ahead, all round" and indeed
it looked so, as we could not in any
direction see any way to get out of
what now looked like small lake.
Nevertheless Farrell heard a good
deal about Gland ahead all round, F"
before we reached Sand Point.
We sailed around here the rest of
the night, and just before daybreak
heard somebody singing. Hailing
the voice, we took that direction, and
found a man named Pierce, from
Lake Worth. Day breaking, we took
breakfast with him, and with a good
breeze started on. Our breeze, how
ever died almost completely out short
ly, and rain came up. This was
very dampening on the spirits, as Mr..
Pierce had assured us that the wind
would change before that day was
out. However we crawled along, and
the wind freshening, we reached Sand
Point at 2 clock on the morning OF
the 9th. Chapman and Farrell made
bed in the boat, and Paget and our
self took our way to Mr.. Harvey's,
where we had good beds and good
sleep.
We must not neglect to relate that
the night we were hunting for Indian
River Inlet, we caught a terrible cold
which, contrary to its usual custom
settled on our lungs. We were some.
what alarmed, fearing that some one
had lost his consumption down there
and We had picked it up. This cold
stuck to us for over a month. II
was rather tougher article than a
first class northern cold.
The 9th, being Sunday, We took a
rest, snd ate oranges. On the 2Sth
went down to the landing, and in
company with Paget and Chapman
sailed down to Titusville, about TIVE
miles below. This place is the resi-
dence of Col. Titus, by reputation {
cowardly old bully who figured con
spicuously among the border rufiani
of Kansas, and who while there offered
reward for the head of Walker
Walker surrounded his house tool
him prisoner, and made him beg pit
eously for his life. This circumstanc,
is told in Richardson's book Beyond
the Mississippi" The old chap il
now Frustrated by what he is pleased
to call rheumatic gout." The inhab
itants thereabouts abreviate this, anC
call it "rot gut" He's a bad egg
The place amounts to nothing at pres
ent, and if ever that section does i'm
prove, Sand Point, instead of Titus
Vile will be the place.
On Tuesday, the Goth, accompanied
by three gentlemen named Webster
Herbert, and Belden, we took passag,
in the steamer pioneer" the only
steamboat on Indian River, for Auran
tia, little town some ten miles NJ
the river. The friends of our Indiar
River voyage bid US good-b bye anc
God speed, and we steamed away foi
Aurantia.
Auran;ia is at present about th,
size of NeWmanyille. but TO look a