The Prairie Traveler: A Hand-book for Overland ExpeditionsMarcy, Randolph B. (Randolph Barnes)
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The Prairie Traveler: A Hand-book for Overland Expeditions
Marcy, Randolph B. (Randolph Barnes)
Overland journeys to the Pacific; West (U.S.) -- Description and travel
They were turned out of harness into the most sheltered place that
could be found; but, instead of eating, as was their custom, they
turned their heads from the wind, and remained in that position,
chilled and trembling, without making the least effort to move. The
rain continued with unabated fury during the entire day and night, and
on the following morning thirty-five out of one hundred and ten mules
had perished, while those remaining could hardly be said to have had a
spark of vitality left. They were drawn up with the cold, and could
with difficulty walk. Tents and wagon-covers were cut up to protect
them, and they were then driven about for some time, until a little
vital energy was restored, after which they commenced eating grass, but
it was three or four days before they recovered sufficiently to resume
the march.
The mistake I made was in driving the mules after the "norther"
commenced. Had I gone immediately into camp, before they became heated
and wearied, they would probably have eaten the grass, and this, I have
no doubt, would have saved them; but as it was, their blood became
heated from overwork, and the sudden chill brought on a reaction which
proved fatal. If an animal will eat his forage plentifully, there is
but little danger of his perishing with cold. This I assert with much
confidence, as I once, when traveling with about 1500 horses and mules,
encountered the most terrific snow-storm that has been known within the
memory of the oldest mountaineers. It commenced on the last day of
April, and continued without cessation for sixty consecutive hours. The
day had been mild and pleasant; the green grass was about six inches
high; the trees had put out their new leaves, and all nature conspired
to show that the sombre garb of winter had been permanently superseded
by the smiling attire of spring. About dark, however, the wind turned
into the north; it commenced to snow violently, and increased until it
became a frightful tempest, filling the atmosphere with a dense cloud
of driving snow, against which it was impossible to ride or walk. Soon
after the storm set in, one herd of three hundred horses and mules
broke away from the herdsmen who were around them, and, in spite of all
their efforts, ran at full speed, directly with the wind and snow, for
fifty miles before they stopped.
Three of the herdsmen followed them as far as they were able, but soon
became exhausted and lost on the prairie. One of them found his way
back to camp in a state of great prostration and suffering. One of the
others was found dead, and the third crawling about upon his hands and
knees, after the storm ceased.
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