The Yale expositor. (Yale, St. Clair County, Mich.) 1894-current, 1918-08-15

ting a share, but / did not know
whether they were Germans or not, and
1 had gone through too much to risk
my liberty even for food. swallowed
my hunger instead.
Shortly afterwards IL began to rain
and about o'clock the men left, /
crawled out as fast as / could and
scurried around looking for crumbs,
but found none, and when darkness
came l went on my way once more.
That night 1 came to a river and as
1t was the first time my clothes had
been dry in a long time, I thought 1
would try to keep them that way as
long as possible. accordingly took
Off all my things and made them into
two bundles, planning to carry one
load across and then swim back for
the other.
The river was quite wide, but am .
fairly good swimmer and l figured 1
could rest awhile after the first trip
before going back for the second
bundle.
The first swim was uneventful. When
landed on the other side / drank till
my thirst was Quenched and then
swan back. After resting awhile
started across a third time, with my
shoes and several other things firmly
tied to my head. Just about ten feet
from the opposite bank one of the
shoes worked it's way loose and sank
in about eight feet Of water. There
was nothing to do but finish the trip
and then go back and dive for the
missing shoe, as 1 could not go on
with a single shoe.
Diving in my weakened condition
was considerable strain, but had to
have that shoe and kept at 1t for
nearly an hour before 1 eventually
found 1t. and 1 was pretty nearly all
In by that time.
That was the last time / ever took
my shoes Off, for my feet were becom-
ing so swollen that figured II 1 took
my shoes off might not be able to get
them on again.
This stunt Of crossing the river and
diving for the lost shoe had consumed
about three hours, and after resting
some fifteen minutes 1 went on my way
again. had gone nearly q mile when
/ came to another river, about the
same size as the one I had just crossed.
/ walked along the bank awhile, think
ing I might be lucky enough to find a
hnok hrfAOn hfrf af l. if.e
about half an hour received one of
those disappointments which "come
once in lifetime" / found that this
river was the one had just swum I
had swum 1t on the bend and was still
on the wrong side. Had made only a
short detour in the first place would
have avoided all the annoyance of the
past three hours and saved my
strength and time. 1 was never so
mad in my life at myself as was to
think that had not paid more atten-
ton to the course of the stream be-
fore undertook to cross 1t, but as a
matter of fact, there was really no
way of telling. The river was not
shown on the map at all.
Now I had to cross 1t, whereas be-
fore could have turned it. I walked
boldly into the water. not bothering to
take my clothes of this time, nor did
/ ever bother to take them Off after
wards when swimming canals and
rivers. / found it was impossible to
keep them dry anyway. and so 1 might
just as well swim in them and save
time.
All the next day I spent in forest,
to which my nights travel had brought
me about o'clock in the morning.
kept on my way through the woods
until daylight came, and then, thinking
the place would afford fairly good con-
cealment, 1 concluded to rest until
night.
The prospects of even good sleep
were dismal, however, for about the
time the suns face should have APP
peared, drlzzllng rain began and ]
gave up my search for a dry spot
which would serve me as bed. Some
of the leaves were beginning to fall,
but of course there was not enough of
them to form a covering for the
ground, and the dampness seemed to
have penetrated everywhere.
1 wandered around through the
woods for two or three hours looking
for shelter, but without any success,
for, although the trees were large, the
forest was not dense, and there was
practically no brush or shrubbery.
Consequently one could get fairly
clear view for some distance, and i
knew IL would be unwise to drop of
to sleep Just any place, or someone
would surely happen on to me.
Once came very near to the ends
Of the woods and heard voices OF men
driving by in a wagon, but couldn't
make out Just what they were, and
instinct told me had better not come
out of the woods, so turned back.
Here and there small artificial bitches
had been dug, which at dry season
might have Graded weary fugitive,
but now they, too. were filled with