Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1880-05-28
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find the indications that thought should
find began to trouble me greatly. Of
course suspected the real state Of the
case.-that IS. that had struck the stream
high up But knew was walking rap
idly, asd passing over many hills. and !
thought it most strange that ] did not
come to the expected signs Of mining
camps, &c. Of the preceding fall. But
nothing Of the kind appeared, though hour
after hour passed and miles upon miles
were placed behind me. The fear Of
death never was strong in me, and thus
far had no doubts or fears but that was
to reach our cabin on Bear River.
But / could not expect to pass through
another night without rest, food or shelter
and the mystery Of my not reaching the
signs / knew existed on this stream l
could not penetrate. And if my reckon
ing was wrong, and this not Bear river,
then all reasoning as to localities was t.
terly vain and useless. And, rs these
doubts increased, the peculiar feelings
that lost men have begun to assail me and
bring doubts and fears with them in abund-
ance. And when at last the sunlight only
rested on the mountain tops, i began al
most to doubt reason, destiny and every
thing elss-perhaps almost the faith and
hope in God my mother had taught me,
for il was then not so strong in me "a now.
The sound Of the stream below me often
seemed like human voices, but no sign Of
life appeared But just about the time
the sunlight disappeared from the tops Of
the tall trees on the mountains above me
l saw on the bar short distance below
vs,ta hah e
men. Joyfully began descending the
hillside 10 the bar or fiat on the stream,
and soon saw other stumps, and then the
top Of a tent. Going at once to this.
found it to be large double tent about
twenty-five feet long by about half that
width, and in it plenty of bedding, pro-
visions. &c. and quantity Of veni-"n.
All the occupants were gone away. but
their fire was covered. and by it stood
their cooking implements, with coflee-pot
and bread in the iron oven. My story is
ended or course ! made myself comfort
able for the night Strange to say, did
not feel very hungry, nor any degree OF
fatigue comparable to that Of the first
night-indeed. could have gone on to our
cabin, which | now knew was about seven
miles farther down the stream, for had
heard of a Captain Nixon, Of Iowa, who,
with party, was camped about seven
miles above ,is on the South Fork, and 10y
the mark on the bcd-clothes thought this
must be the place, as it proved to be. In
the night felt some pain from the injury
to my arm. But it was slight, and never
experienced any bad effects from my sui-
ferings aud exposure, at least that real
lied then. In the morning ! found III
inkstand and n bit of paper, and, with Il
slarpcncd stick, wrote n line telling the
owner Of the camp that had been there.
and atlerward having the pleasure of
meeting Captain Nixon in person. In the
forenoon of the next dav | went home,
and found that my companions had be
come alarmed for my safety and had been
out in search for me. and were about to
start out to procure the aid Of all within
several miles to organize n more through
search. AIS well that ends well. but the
experiences of that Christmas will never
be forgotten by the writer, and possibly
may prove interesting to others, rs one
among thousands Of true incidents OF min
ing experiences that our great mountain
ranges could disclose. aud that might help
account for some who have persisted and
whose fate is still unknown to their friends
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