Bismarck weekly tribune. [volume] (Bismarck, Dakota [N.D.]) 1884-1943, 1893-12-08
Imprisoned For Six Weeks Under.
ground, In Ecklund Township,
North of Here,
Six Weeks Of Existence Without
Food or Water and Yet Alive
When Rescued.
Nc Ill Effects From tho Enforced
Fast-A Prolonged Diet of
Pine Boxes.
Vitality.

Charles Peterson, Of this city has a
cousin, a farmer, who lives III Ecklupd
township; that cousin and farmer has
several horses, and among them a horse
who is now famous beyond the distinc-
ton which attaches to the ordinary
representative of the equine creations;
that particular horse has a history, and
that history has a suspicion of the highly
imaginative, which, however, is indic-
nantly denied by those who are aware of
the facts in the case.
The cousin Of Mr.. Peterson, SO saws
that gentleman, has a team of horses.
which have been reared together since
childhood, and whose affection for each
other, is, in an equine way, like unto
that OF Damon and Pythias of old. The
owner of the team was accustomed to
turn them out to Craze by day, and at
night they would return home, and
always together. This was the routine
OF horse life for a considerable period,
but one night the even tenor of existence
was sadly ma1red for these W. horses.
Upon the evening in question. one of
the horses came home, as usual, and
alone. There was a suspicion of moisture
IN his eyes, aud a mournful expression
upon his c~ountenance; he looked lone.
some, and melancholy and sorrowful
and sad.
The absence Of the other horse was q
mystery to the owner. Had he been
carelessly reared, and accustomed to
staying out late at nights, his owner
might have understood it. But he had
always been an exemplary horse; he had
never evidenced a prediction for
c%arousing; of a retiring disposition, he
much preferred the peace and quiet of
his stall to the wild freedom of the
prairie, and for this reason, his owner
was sorely puzzled at his failure to come
home.
Now had the other horse had one or a
thousand tongues, with which to tell
what had happened that day, a great
deal of trouble might have been avoided.
BE could told have that upon that after
noon, while he and his mate we're trolick-
ing about over the prairie, they had come
upon an empty farm house. The door
stood partly ajar. and his mate poked
his head in, curious to see what was in
side. Pushing the door open wider, he
walked partly in, Notwithstanding the
warnings and protestations of the other
horse. Suddenly he disappeared from
sight, and, looking in to see what had
become of him, his mate found he had
been precipitated into a cellar, too deep
for him to climb out Of. There was
nothing in the cellar, but a few empty
pine boxes, and some cottonwood poles
for supports. 1t was without doubt, a
horse on the animal in the cellar.
Horse No. l waited around for awhile
and then went home. Not blessed with
an ability to converse with his owner, he
could not tell what had happened. The
owner made search Of the neighborhood
for the missing horse. His neighbors
turned out and aided in the search, but
without avail. The horse was unlike the
cat. 1t did not come back.
One, two, three. four, five, six weeks
passed. The missing horse wal given up
as dead or stolen. One day, six weeks
after the disappearance, a neighborhood
farmer, was passing the empty farm
house. He heard q noise within, and
investigated. Opening the door he
peered in. A horses head appeared
above the walls of the cellar. The mis-.
sing animal stood revealed; the mystery
was cleared up; the tangled skein of his
disappearance was u~nraveled.
The horse did not seem much the
worse for his long fast. There was a
R%auntness in the region of the abdomen,
OF course, and dark circles about bis
eyes. Scattered about him we're a few
pine chips, all that remained of the
boxes. The rest of them had constituted
the extent of his bill of fare, during his
imprisonment. For six weeks he had
lived underground, with neither food nor
water, beyond what nourishment he de-
rived from the cottonwood poles, and
what moisture he had secured to him.
self from a mastication of the pine
boxes.
The truth of the occurrence is youched
for. The animal was rescued, and re-
covered without delay, from his unfortu.
nate experience.
Bought u Dog.
w. G. Tubbs has purchased the
Llewellyn setter, RoderiRo, formerly
owned by Claude Holley, and has taken
him to Fargo. Roderigo is one Of the
best bred and best broken dogs in the
country, and Mr.. Tubbs has a hunter
now second to none.
Good Position,
jamestown Alert: Alex Capehart,
who has been rustling newspaper "wrlte
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