Graham's Magazine, Vol. XL, No. 5, May 1852Various
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Graham's Magazine, Vol. XL, No. 5, May 1852
Various
Literature -- Periodicals; Literature, Modern -- 19th century -- Periodicals
I was quite uncertain whither I was proceeding; I only felt satisfied
that in some days I should reach the neighborhood of the Andes, by
pursuing the course I had taken, and there I hoped to find some village
or hacienda.
As day declined, however, I felt the calls of nature, and hunger made
powerful demands upon me; but I had nothing wherewith to satisfy it.
Throughout the day there had not appeared either horses or wild cattle,
from which it was to be inferred that they had been driven far from the
banks of the creek by the appearance of the fire on one side; so that
thus the small chance of being able to surprise and bring down a wild
calf, with my pistols, was taken away for the present.
Yet although at least thirty miles of ground were traversed from
daylight to sunset, I partook of no nourishment but the cool water
beside which I was traveling, and at night, overcome with fatigue, made
my bed with some grass I had pulled, beneath an overhanging rock,
without tasting food for twenty-four hours, notwithstanding my extreme
fatigue during that period.
Long and soundly did I sleep, but the damp, cold air of morning chilled
me, and disturbed those slumbers an hour or so before daylight, when, in
order to infuse warmth into my limbs, and make some progress on my way,
I pursued my path along the bed of the creek, without waiting for the
rays of the sun to direct my steps. Again for weary hours, under a
burning sun, I struggled on, till about mid-day nature became exhausted
from sheer want of food, and I sunk, unable to proceed farther, at the
side of the stream.
Starvation stared me in the face, and threatened my existence, with the
same certainty the fire had appeared to do such a short time before;
neither birds nor beasts showed themselves; roots there were none to be
found, and again despair overshadowed my soul, when I observed a large
water-snake issue from the stream, and leisurely trail its dark body
along toward the crevices of some rocks near at hand. It was the work of
a moment to hurl a large stone at it, which broke its spine, and a
stroke of a knife finished the matter. I then deprived the animal of its
head, in which I was aware any poison it possessed was contained, and
collecting a few pieces of dry kindling, of which plenty was scattered
along the plain, a fire was soon kindled, and the body of the Pampa
snake being broiled, afforded refreshment to the exhausted traveler,
such as he never had obtained from the primest eels of fatherland;
intense hunger made the food, disgusting at other times, more than
palatable on that occasion.
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