Morning journal and courier., 1882-04-24
State Correspondence.

Our scientific society had full meeting Thursday evening last in the Town Hall. The society now numbers 47 members and is Ill fourishing condition.
 man by the name of Futile. aged 76 years, who lives up the river, in attempting to take down his sail to pass under Washing ton bridge upon his return from clamm1ng on Wednesday last capsized and narrowly es- capped drowing He was nobly rescued by Master Charlie Getman.
 Cards are out for fashionable wedding which takes place in Christ church, May Sd. Mir. John c. Bach and family is the first of l our city families to return to this place for | the summer They arrived on Monday last. l A great deal of sickness prevails in town. 1 Most of the cases reported are from scarlet l fever, a number having died during the past ] week..
 l Mir. Charles D. Stubbs, our popular drug gist and newsman, has made arrangements 1 to have the JOURNAL AND COURIER containing the full accounts of the great Malley trial on l sale at his store.
 l An Idaho Mail Carrier Chased by Wolves l Am Exciting Adventure at Night in a l SHOW Storm.
 l From the Wood River Qdaho) Gazettel 1 Thursday afternoon, George Clearinghouse, l a short thick German, who IS employed to | carry the mail between Bullion and Haley at l such times as the road is impossible for | 1 ing about seventy pounds for Bullion Camp, | which is seven miles almost due west of th1s 1 city. As Clearinghouse started down Bullion l street toward the river, mounted on snow l shoes, he remarked "A heavy snow storm ] is approaching, and I must make haste or Il lose the way" The course taken from Hal | ley to Bullion by snow shoes is over the mountain, and the well worn trail is easily l followed, except during or just after storm, | when fresh snow obliterates the tracks made l by the shoes. Clearinghouse had gone as 1 far as the road which turns off to the Warm | Springs, about two miles, when binding l storm set in, blowing almost gale. All signs l of the road and trail were soon obllterated, | and as the outlines of the mountains were not distinguishable through the descending snow and sleet, Henninghouse was forced to | go considerably by guess. Mlscalculat1ng | the distance over which he traversed, he i turned off the road too soon, ascended the bleak, wild mountains to the north, and must have followed the precise course of the un- trip a few weeks ago. Upon reaching the highest point no familiar landmark met his vision, and, not daring to descend without | being sure of the way, he wandered about for hours in search of some clue to his where abouts. Night set in cold and dreary, and as he was about to give up from exhaustion and lay down to rest, the dismal howl of a
 
 ominous sound, fear lent strength to his weary muscles, and he started along the ridge--he knew not whither. Soon other wolves were heard and from the distinct ness of the sounds he knew they must have scented him and were on his trail. Now thoroughly awakened to sense of danger, he hurried forward, wildly peering out into the darkness, hoping to the friendly light of some rancher's or miners cabin. | Nearer came the pursuers, and, as no light appeared, the bowling, snarJlng hends upon | his track seemed to be sounding his death knell Soon he could hear their loud breath ing and the pat, pat, pat of their many feet as they came swiftly over the frozen snow.
 With his eyes staring wildly into the great blank before him, and the precipitation is- suing from every pore like rain, he hastened forward At last he felt instinctively that l the game was up, that his pursuers were | upon him, and he was about to halt and face them, when a wolf sprang upon the heel of his snow-shoe and threw him. In bis great fright he had not thought of dropping his heavy burden of mail, but as he fell 1t was hurled many yards away, and immediately set upon by the fam1shing wolves Taking advantage of the moment, Henninghouse | struck light, and, drawing some papers from his pocket, set fire to them, and the glare of the flames frightened the wolves. This gave him time to mount his shoes and, 1 turning them uOWu Gle SIeep uOuutdiu SllAS, | he flew forward with the speed of the wind, knowing nothing of the course before him,
 whether it led to safety or over precipice
 hundreds of feet in depth. An angry snarl told him that the animals were again upon
 his track. In about twenty seconds he plac
 ed half mile between himself and pursu-
 ers and as he rode out into the valley he be-
 held light only short distance ahead.
 Screaming for help he pushed on, and was
 soon met by the inmates of Virgil Lamb
 cabin. AS they came up to him he tainted
 from exhaustion, and was carried in and
 cared for by MT. and Mrs. Lamb. Two
 wolves came close to the cabin, but after 8
 few hours they retraced their steps and dis
 appeared in the darkness. We learn that
 Henninghouse is all right again, except a
 little soreness of the muscles from over: ex-
 ertion. He aftirms, however, that if he packs
 any more mail for Uncle Sam in these parts
 it will be done during sunshine.
 The Sunday Night Aurora.
 From the Providence Journal]