The San Francisco Call. Newspaper, December 23, 1900, Page 7

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THE SUNDAY CALL. 7 1 should have been tempted to cut it ok, for it seemed Impossibie that it could svas heal. Still the worst was over: it could not hurt any more than it did then. That was a consolation for me. I began to feel quite cheerful over the thought and started in to make plans for the f ture. One thing that struck me very for bly was that I should have to eat mar a meal before 1 would be well enough to get away, if ever. And, fortunately, there was a fine supp'y of meat at hand. Better stiil, there were bearskin robes to keep my 'wounded body warm, and, best of all perhaps, there was bear's grease in plenty to use as an ointment to heal the hurts the bears themselves had made. 1t was a good illustr by a “hair of the dog tk The first thing I did was to sharpen my knife well on a plece of gritty rock by the water. Then I dragged myself over to the closest bear. T got one-half of the bear sk nicely, Then came the awful w him over on his stretched o hat 1 could skin the other side and t ht ea t ed very of roli- hide ) feel like n Crusoe, only ndicapped, for es f a large and, and I had He had the but one sma cargo of a w 5 mtil [ could get ‘ o S eat. From the | intestines 1 pr ne fine catgut i o use snaring birds in case I ' : need to.do so 1 had finaily completed cutting up I had an easier time with my ; which was simply to smoke it and I had been com- ~ ¢ painful at best, f : - exercise had heiped the muscles : t t helped the bones any, and they : knitted more slow] n they would have i had [ beer to give them the . e although [ w E una risk the long trip w! ‘ ‘ 1 must make to get to the coast, the \ : reasing cold weathe jsed & SHOWs all, which might bur for the winter and forever. How far or how fast I could travel I had no idea. It was then necessary for gt ke all of my small stock of food »earskin robes as well. for w the cold frosty nights w a vy one for & e it was a moun- tain. How I ever made the distance to the Indian village on the coast I cannot tell. It seems to me now a miracle. In miles I do not know -the distance, but { steps it was hundreds of thousands, and each of them, short and haiting though . cost me more pain than I like to time, overturned by my scanty driven on craw! and provisions g nearly to drop and die, | heard the b dogs at an Indlan camp on an se Tndlans were full of the kind of ity that eounts. From the little that v had they gave me all 1 needed One of tnem, an old hunter. had once been caught in almost the same way that T COCKED THE PISTOL, PRESSED T TOHIS SIDEAND FIRED,AT THE- SAME TIME STICKING MY KNIFE INTo HM WITH THE OTHER HAND® rawl from the was evi- cub r that I , but by { the other f i to drag myself flat until I sense than the up trail and was rry and gain time I t down the side of the 5 e foot of the flat and : i et up the bear was on - P r claws al In his ol eed. ot the' & soon out of sigh®. siream and let the eold witer run over head resting on Ay at the water's ng that there might be more bears com- s 4 oun! y had bDeen, - : me tiv:e SOCKENE Jur Motk ot of Ml o Naia o and MM not. ThE waands: Thm bele ot Al ek e Sotn. T IOE Sl > [5E. ‘Wid the pajn of my Wounds was Un- . T knew from ihe ache. i Ty body (hat theesees: 474 bis sympathy far me was gone apd when { sisk bringing him tumbling back wounded but it washed the dirt out and I noticed thirsty dog. T Qeasm{. there must be broken ribs in it. Whether Having some business of his own at e to jab him ugain 1 by another shot, that the flesh gradually turned white and anything else, Mov n! about painfully and slowly they would ever knit 50 that I could crawl Vancouver he agreed to take me there get it through his hide was bleeding badly and knew of no the bleeding ceased. I was thirsty almost After m, though I did, it seemed to ease my mind out of my rocky prison was a question, in his can ft spot better way to stop I than to crawl to the to choking. Lying down with my tired rest only from the horrible prospect before me of a My leg was a sight. If I had known how, And lurn am. trying to find a 80!

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