The diamond drill. (Crystal Falls, Iron County, Mich.) 1887-1996, 1891-02-21

J. w. Phillips. who Ia about starting
from Toronto to erect extensive saw
mills In Newfoundland. gives some
startling accounts of his adventures
while exploring the wilds Of that col
ony on snowshoes. a distance Of 600
miles. where the foot Of man never
trod before.
.On more than one OCCASION" said
Phillips. s'our escape from death APP
peared to be simply miraculous. Tho
hardships OF the nights Of that long
Journey shall never forget. We in
variably stopped walking rs the night
closed In, and TO protect ourselves
from the intense cold we used our
snowshoes as shovels. dug out hole
In the snow live feet deep. ten feet long
and six feet wide. at one end OF which
we built n lire. A few boughs spread
on the bottom served as bed. with no
covering whatever over US, and with
the dogs by our sides. wo put in the
awful tortures of the nights.
''One night we had crawlcd into our
snow bound bed az the foot Of a mount
ain. and were preparing to sleep. when,
we were startled by hearing peculiar
Kissing noise. followed by terrific
roar. and crash after crash until We
were almost stunned by the awful con-
cussion. Hurrying from our hole In
the snow. we behcld sight that for
the time took from us the power TO
move. To the left Of us aud within
fifty yards. the snow was piled up over
100 feet high. and immediately TO the
right OF us occurred. as we gazed. tho
most wonderful scene l ever saw. A
mountain OF snow. glistening In the
moonlight. came laundering down the
icc-covercd sides Of the cliff. carrying
along with 1t huge trees and all kinds
of dead wood and shrubs. Fortunate-
ly for US. we had chosen for our sleep
ing place the entrance TO q narrow
gorge. and so escaped the gigantic
snow-slide. Such thing as snow
slide had never anticipated. as had
never had tho experience Of ono be-
fore. and had not Providence guided
our wandering footsteps 10 the friendly
gorge. my journey would have been
suddenly aud completely shortened. l.
I'VE saw hundreds Of deer and
thousands OF cartridges. and we also
saw wolves. Not having been chased
by wolves. You can hardly appreciate
our feelings when we discovered one
evening that there was pack of tho
half-staryed brutes on our trail. When
we made this discovery we were Ia the
net Of digging our beds in the snow
and you may be sure that we lost no
time in building fire to keep them
of. All night long the dismal how'll
Ing OF the hungry wolves kept Us
awake aud filled our hearts with ter
ror; but with the first streak of day
light we venturcd forth. ready with
our guns to fight for our lives. All
that day aud the next and the next tho
wolves followed us. sometimes Creep
Ing up within 100 yards OF us. aud al
other times peepiDg over tho hiIltops.I
with their great green eyes blazing
with hungry anticipation. Deer aflcr
deer we killed and left behind without
touching. hoping to thus keep tho
wolves from attacking us. and all this
time they became boldcr and holder.
gradually coming closer TO us. As
they camc to each slain deer we would
hear them sayagely snarling and fight
ing among themselves. and have no
doubt but that the pack was greatly
diminished BY the tights. the old legend
OF the survival OF the iittest being very
nicely illustrated" - Correspondence
Globe Democrat