The Dolores star., 1905-04-28

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} Three or four Indians, who were
coming in with skins, saw us as We
were setting out, and yelled something
to us about the ice. Later on wished
I'd listened to them.
I'VE got along well till about the
middle of the afternoon. when the
wind whirled around into the north.
and 1t got cold within ten minutes. 1t
began to snow, too. first in little spits
and then thicker and thicker, until we
couldn't see a canoes length ahead Of US.
There was only one thing to do. and
that was to spread out the blankets
into a kind of awning and curl up to
sleep and wait for the morning. when
we could see our way.
"Damson woke me at daylight. and
1 looked out. The fall of snow had
been light. We were about 100 yards
from the shore, and 1 could see that
the storm had blown over quickly.
But on every side the lake was COW
cred with ice, not thick enough to hold
n man and not thin enough for a boat
to push through.
"'Damson,' said I. looking sober.
wed be in a bad way IL this ice
shouldn't get strong enough to walk.
on, or else melt enough SO We could
paddle. There isn't anything left but
a half can of beans, and this canoe is
leaking
1.-The hours went by. We ate nearly.
all our provisions. and slept over the.
next night pretty anxious and cold and
hungry, and trying to keep out Of the
water that was gradually rising in the
canoe. The next morning the ice was
still too strong to break through, and
yet it was too weak to hold us.
Then Andy hit upon plan. He first
tore out two of the braces that ran
from side to side of the canoe
"'What are you going to doY says I.
I'm going to build an ice raft
says he. and he lashed the braces
across the end of the paddles. Then
he tore pieces of the birch bark out Of
the sides of the canoe. fastened them
across between the paddles and finally
had patchwork raft nearly six feet
long and four feet broad. There. said
he. that will spread your weight over
bigger area of ice, and you can lie
down on it and push with your toes.
You go first. 1t will hold you all right,
but it won't hold both of u.s.
"'How shall i send the raft back to
you? said 1.
1--we already thought of that said
he. Take this ball of cord we used for
tying up the skins. I'll tie this on the
raft here. If anything happens to you
l may be able to pull you out, and if
you get there all right can haul the
raft back
Then he pulled the raft back to the
canoe, and for moment couldn't ses
what he was doing with the cord. But
all Of a sudden he stood up and threw
something toward me. 1t fell about
half way between us, but glanced and
slid along the ice almost to my feet. 1t
was his heavy hunting knife with the
cord tied on to it.
Haul away" said he, when he had
spread himself out ON the raft. 'Easys
easyv and at last managed to pull
him to shore. 1 never felt anything
better than the solid ground under my
feet. If it hadn't been for Andy's inge-
nuity it would have been starvation,
drowning or freezing for both of u.s."
TAINTED ON A RAILROAD.
Mabel A. Sheets, aged thirteen years,
of Moran, Ind, was en- route to school
one morning not long ago when her
friend, Lizzie Disinger, caught up to,
her. AS they proceeded on their way
Miss Disinger became i'll and tainted.
but soon afterward revived. Mabel
long railroad bridge, and they had just
gotten across when Miss Disinger
again tainted. She fell directly upon
the railroad track and was unable to
rise. Mabel knew that the morning
passenger train was then due, and that
her companion must be gotten of from
the tracks at once or she would be run
over. Lizzie Disinger is fifteen years
old and large of her age, while Mabel
small for her age. She did her best to
remove Lizzie from the tracks, but
was unable to do SO. The depot was
thirty rods away, and that was. the
nearest point from which help could
be summoned. Accordingly Mabel ran
with all her might until she reached
the station and secured help. Return
ing they rescued Lizzie just in time.
1t was not long before the fast passen-
ger train came rapidly down upon
them. Miss Disinger's fingers were
frozen to the first joints. but her life
was saved.
A PLUCKY RESCUE.
Down near the city piers in Cleve
land several boys sat fishing some time
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