Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1888-02-25
Young Chambers Adventure.


AN ALBANY BOY WHO WANDERED INTO NINE PROS
PEcTOR's CAMP ON HIS WAY HOME.
From the Omaha Bee.
There stepped from the Union Pacific overland
train yesterday morning a big rough looking man.
clad in fur overcoat that reached to his heels
and whose head was surmounted by bearsktn
hat of enormous dimensions. He carried in his
arms huge bundle OF what appeared to be blank
cts, but when he reached the wating-room he
tenderly deposited 1t upon a settee and undid It,
The handsome lace OF a boy, perhaps twelve years
OF age peeped out from the wrapping, and his first
words were, "Jack, am so hungry" The big man
hustled into the lunch-room and brought back
with him enough food to have rationed a well
army. With tender care he fed the lad and kept
repeating, "rhere, Frank how do you like that?"
Once in while he would turn aside to wipe away
big tear from his eye, and mutter audibly "Poor
A Bee reporter had talk with the man, whose
name was John Crothers He told as pitiful a tale
as was ever printed. He said:
"Me and Sandy johnson went up into Wyoming
three years ago on prospecting tour. and finally
located at the head OF GOoSeberry Greek, In the
Shoshone Range. About year ago this lad whom
you see here wandered into our camp and asked
for food and shelter. or course he got 1t. He
wouldn't tell me his name nor where he was from.
He only said he had been abused at home and had
run away WeiI we kept him there and nick
named him Cricket, because he was so spry like
He is queer lad, but had more nerve than any
"About five weeks ago Sandy, my partner, was
taken sick, and started to go to MorrOws little
place about IA miles away, for a doctor. 1t was
about O'Clock in the afternoon when l started
The snow was fully feet deep and the cold was
intense. hadn't gone more than mile before
stepped into hole that some one had built for
bear trap. 1t was fully 12 feet deep and had been
covered over with light brush. In falling sprained
my ankle, and when l went to get up l found
night and next day until O'Clock, and can tell
you 1t was anything but comfortable. thought I
would freeze to death, and just as was about to
give up the face of the Cricket appeared above.
He rugged out sort OF ladder, and, after many
trials. got to the top.
'Then the boy fixed up sort Of a sled with two
sapings and dragged me back to the shanty.
When got there sandy was delirious, and 10 vas
plain to be seen that he must have medical at
tendance. Cricket said he would 60 to MorrOw'S
and, after bundling up warm, he started. Next
morning the doctor arrived and alone. He
attended to Sandy, and when 1 asked where
the Cricket was he said, Jack, l hate to
tell you bad news, but I don't believe
you'll soon see the boy again. 'Why?' asked L
Because fear he Is dead by this time Then
he went on to tell me how the boy had been
picked up on the road about a mile from Nor
rows with both hands and feet frozen. The
doctor had found 1t necessary to amputate all four
members, and he didn't believe The boy could
survive the operation. 1 dragged myself to the
doctors sleigh, and started with him to see the
Cricket sent q nurse back to take care OF Sandy,
and then took care Of the lad. About q week ago
he told me his name, and where his father and
mother live. His name is Frank Chandler, and his
people live at Albany. N. Y. am taking him
home The boy will be well cared for, as his folks
are rich, but can never forgive myself for letting
him go out that cold and bitter night"