Thrilling adventures among the early settlers, embracing desperate encounters with Indians, Tories, and refugees; daring exploits of Texan rangers and others .. . ll every time they came to the ground. With thehot breath of the ferocious brute steaming in his face, and the bloodfrom his own wounds mingling with that of the bear, and running tohis heels; his flesh terribly cut up and lacerated by his claws, hestill continued to maintain the struggle against the fearful odds,until he was enabled to reach the weapon, which he grasped with joy,and clung to with the tenacity of a death- ^^^^^^^p^^-
Thrilling adventures among the early settlers, embracing desperate encounters with Indians, Tories, and refugees; daring exploits of Texan rangers and others .. . ll every time they came to the ground. With thehot breath of the ferocious brute steaming in his face, and the bloodfrom his own wounds mingling with that of the bear, and running tohis heels; his flesh terribly cut up and lacerated by his claws, hestill continued to maintain the struggle against the fearful odds,until he was enabled to reach the weapon, which he grasped with joy,and clung to with the tenacity of a death- ^^^^^^^p^^-^grip. With his little remaining strength, ^^^^^and at every opportunity between the tre-mendous hugs, he plied the knife ^JJIuntil the bear showed evident signs ^^*»of weakness, and finally bled todeath from the numerous woundsfrom whence flowed, in copiousstreams, his warm lifes blood,staining the leaves and greenswardof a crimson hue. Releasing himself from the em-brace of the now inanimate brute, Minter crawled to a decayingstump, against which he leaned, and surveyed the scene. His heartsickened as he contemplated his own person. He had gone into the. 158 THE MASSACRE AT FORT MIMMS. battle with a stout, heavy hunting shirt, and underclothing; withbuck-skin leggins and moccasins; and had come out of it withscarcely a rag upon him, except the belt around his waist, whichstill held a few strips of tattered cloth, and a moccasin on one body, from his neck to his heels, was covered with great gapingwounds, many of which penetrated to the bone, and the blood wasflowing in torrents to the ground, covering him with gore from headto foot. For a space of more than half an acre, the ground wastorn up, and had the appearance of a butchers shambles. As soon as he had recovered his breath, he commenced to crawltoward his home, where he arrived after night-fall, looking morelike a slaughtered beef than a human being. His wounds weredressed by his family and friends, and after b
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