What to see in America . a supply ^<fe—^*?i^^ ^^^ ^^^ **^ \vith him. One night a mountain lion cameprowling toward le hastily climbed a tree,and the animal wanderedhowling about the basefor a long time. Whenit finally went away came down halfdead with stiffness andcold. Once, in the midstof a bleak snowstorm thatwhitened the earth, a little benumbed bird fell into hishands, and he at once killed and ate it. He stayed sevendays beside a small lake in a deep valley surrounded bylofty mountains. There were hot springs in the vicinitythat afforded him some relief from the cold,
What to see in America . a supply ^<fe—^*?i^^ ^^^ ^^^ **^ \vith him. One night a mountain lion cameprowling toward le hastily climbed a tree,and the animal wanderedhowling about the basefor a long time. Whenit finally went away came down halfdead with stiffness andcold. Once, in the midstof a bleak snowstorm thatwhitened the earth, a little benumbed bird fell into hishands, and he at once killed and ate it. He stayed sevendays beside a small lake in a deep valley surrounded bylofty mountains. There were hot springs in the vicinitythat afforded him some relief from the cold, and he built ashelter of boughs near one of them. The boiling waterserved for cooking his thistle roots. At length he discoveredthat he could make a fire by allowing the suns rays to passthrough a lens from his field glass on to a piece of soft drywood. After that, in his wanderings, he planned to campearly enough toward each days end to kindle a fire with hislens. One day, on the shore of Yellowstone Lake, he found a. A Yellowstone Elk Wyomins; 375 gulls wing that by some chance had been torn off. Hehurriedly stripped it of feathers, pounded it bones and allbetween two stones, started a fire, and boiled the wing in alittle tin can which he had picked up at one of the made the most delicious soup he ever tasted. His mindbegan to feel the effect of his suffering. Strange visionscame to him, and he lost all sense of time. But on and onhe went, his strength waning, and his days journey gettingshorter, and the nights growing more bleak and cold. x\tlast he came out into open country on a high plateau andcould see distant hills where he knew he could find was following a trail that led thither when he stumbledand fell, and was unable to rise. Apparently the end wasat hand. But while he lay there a voice called his name,and two men leaped from their horses beside him. He wassaved after having been lost thirty-seven days. His wander-ings had probably been wholly wit
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