Spirit of the age. [volume] (Woodstock, Vt.) 1845-1913, 1897-03-27

at any rate. he could breath enough
to save himself from suffocation at
present.
He knew. however, that he could
not live in such a place long. He
struggled and pushed, and tried to
enlarge the opening made by his left
arm, picking pieces of snow from
about his body with his right hand
and working them into the opening.
But he would certainly have grown
discouraged, after he had worked
vainly thus for half an hour or more,
if he had not heard scratching and
burrowing sound above his head. He
knew by this that his faithful dogs had
escaped the avalanche, had found the
place where he was overwhelmed, and
were digging him out.
This gave him strength for new
efforts. Now he bent all his own en-
desvors, not to getting out-he left
the dogs to uncover him-but to get.
ting air enough to keep him alive un-
til the dogs should succeed in digging
down through the hard snow. He
worked his left arm upward and about,
and as the dogs dug downward, he
soon succeeded in getting a little hole
through to the air.
For an hour and half he and the
dogs we're at work, and at the end of
that time he succeeded in dragging
himself out upon the side of the excava-
tion the dogs had made. There. more
dead than alive, he took deep draughts
of the mountain air till these revived
him, and he was able to SO on his way.
Grants Goodness.
While General Grant. then lieu.
tenant, was courting the lady whom he
married, there occurred an event to
which he never reverted without q
shudder. A writer in the Midland
Monthly, describing an adventure
which the young lieutenant and Miss
Dent met with, says:
While the water is high in the Mis-
sissippi the swift current abrades the
banks, and they frequently "cave in"
for several yards or rods at time.
In early spring, in one OF their af-
ternoon explorations, Lieutenant Grant
and the young lady we're riding along
the bank OF the river, passing from
one cove or valley to the mouth OF
another. Miss Dent was nearest the
water. The land was but few feet
above the surface of the turbulent
stream.
Suddenly Miss Dents horse began
to sink. The earth had given way un.
der his hind feet. Grants horse was
close beside hers. In an instant he
saw that her horse was sinking into
the awful abyss!
Grants cool head and splendid
horsemanship here had opportunity
to display themselves. Quick as a
flash he leaned over, threw his right
arm around Miss Dents waist, and
drew her to him as her horse disap.
peared in the seething and murky
eddy that moment later boiled and
surged in angry tumult over the place
where bank and horse had vanished
from sight.
1t was frightful moment.
Fortunately the earth parted be-
tween the two animals, leaving Grants
horse on solid ground. Lifting and
firmly holding Miss Dent, and apply
ing the spur to his horse, he was on
safe ground in q moment; then he
gently lowered her to the earth-all
this without word from 'the silent
man," or a scream or murmur from
her.
As he hastened back to rescue her
horse she stood holding the bride of
his, outwardly as composed as if moth
ing had happened.
Her horse had disappeared. Grant
followed down stream and hailed a
boatman in a skiff, who found the
horse swimming several hundred yards
below, amid driftwood and debris.
He landed the animal at place where
it could climb the bank, and il was
soon on safe ground, none the worse
for the fright and the bath.