Provisions of the Natives getting low.--New Calamity threatened.
--Health and Strength failing.--Necessity of seeking other
Quarters.--The only alternative.--Report of a Wreck.--
Parties leave.--Dreadful Traveling and Exposures.--Report by
the Natives that our Men were frozen to Death.--An Instance of
Treachery.--The Captain and his Party leave.--The Weather.--
Traveling.--Thoughts of Home.--Preservation.--One of the
Party unable to walk.--Left behind.--Found by the Natives.--
The Fate before us.--Division of the Biscuit.--Another fails,
sits down, and is frozen to Death.--Reflections.--Captain
Norton encourages his only remaining Companion.--Singular
Appearance upon the Ice.--Dog Teams.--Part of Mr. Fisher's
Company.--Encouragement to our Minds.--Natives unwilling to
help us.--The Danger of Riding.--Last Effort.--The Music of
Barking Dogs.--Our Manner of Traveling.--Dreadful Condition
of our Feet.--Captain Norton falls exhausted.--Native
Kindness.
In February, it became apparent to all of us, that the provisions of
the natives were getting low; we saw it in our daily fare--diminished
in quantity, if not poorer in quality.
A new and unexpected calamity now threatened us. One misfortune after
another had followed us since the wreck of the ship; deliverance had
failed us when it was just within our reach; disappointment and untold
deprivation had taken its place; but now, as if our past trials were
only preparatory for another,--one more frightful than any we had
contemplated or looked upon,--the question was presented to us in its
most distressing form, whether we should remain among the natives, and,
from present appearances, _starve_ to death, or whether, while any
strength remained, we should make one more, and perhaps the last effort
to reach some other settlement, where we might get provisions enough to
live upon. Our prospects never looked more gloomy than at this time.
We were well assured there were huts down along upon the coast, but how
far we could not tell; and therefore it was a most hazardous journey,
and altogether uncertain whether any one of us would live to reach them.
We were at this time very much reduced in flesh and strength in
consequence of short allowance, and therefore greatly incapacitated
to endure the labor and fatigue of traveling through the snow, or
to withstand for any considerable season the intense cold which
then prevailed. And still further, we were aware there would be no
protection for us during the long night we should be out; or, it may
be, a number of days and nights we should find no shelter. How many
fearful odds were against us! Of this fact we were certain: to remain
where we were, we should all perish by degrees with starvation; we
came therefore to the conclusion, we could but die if we should venture
to travel to the next settlement.
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