Once in the cabin the men examined me, and found that my nose, ears, and fingers were frozen, but not dangerously so. Without any hesitation they took a knife and cut off my socks and moccasins. My feet, from the toes to the ankles, were as white and as hard as marble. They thawed them out with snow, and for three hours I suffered indescribable torment as the congealed blood began to circulate. Next morning my feet were so swollen and looked so bad that I was wrapped in furs, packed in a dog-sled, and taken to the hospital at Fairbanks, which was reached in three days. I lay in the hospital for three months, but fortunately did not lose any portion of my feet. It will be many months, however, before I shall be able to walk as well as formerly, but I count myself as one of the most fortunate, because I escaped with my life. [Illustration: A BRIEF ACCOUNT OF THE AUTHOR’S ADVENTURE TAKEN FROM THE “FAIRBANKS (ALASKA) TIMES.” PRIESTLY MAY LOSE TOES ON EACH FOOT _Young Englishman Who Was Frozen on Chatanika, Now at St. Joseph’s Hospital--No Use of His Feet_ William Priestly, a young English man, was brought to St. Joseph’s hospital yesterday suffering from frozen feet. It is possible that he may recover the use of them, but it is more probable, judging from the diagnosis of the doctors, that he will lose a few toes of both feet. It was the cursed Chatanika that caused Priestly’s suffering, for it was in the treacherous overflows of that stream that he got his feet wet while on the way to the Chandlar strike. He laid up at Cy’s for some time until he could be brought to the hospital. Priestly’s feet are in fearful shape, and were frozen far up on the instep. In fact it seems odd that his toes were not snapped off so solid were they frozen it is said. It will be many long days before he can use his feet again, no matter whether the toes can be saved or not. Priestly was in San Francisco at the time of the earthquake and fire, afterward serving on the special police and relief corps. He it was who last June told what great graft had been carried on in San Francisco and said the Times was the first paper to publish the corruption, which few believed at that time existed.] It only remains for me to add that Nellie is still with me; I intend never to part with her. Very few men can say that they have cheated death through the howl of a dog, and I consider it my duty to care for the animal who, by her devotion and intelligence, saved my life that day on the Circle trail. [Illustration: THE AUTHOR AND HIS DOGS--THE CENTRE ANIMAL IS NELLIE, WHO SAVED HIS LIFE. _From a Photograph._] THE WIDE WORLD: In Other Magazines. THE HINDU IN THE COLONIES. [Illustration]