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was literally alive with game. We could hear the unwelcome growling of the bears on either hand and seemingly quite closer fears of ferocious grizzlies took possession of me, and I must honestly confess that I felt considerable trepidation, so much so, that I fancied that I was laboring under the "Curse of the Swamp" of unclear, fever and ague. I cannot say, as to the feelings of my companion, but this we are assured, we made rapid tracks till we got out of hearing. We now concluded to go the river in a straight course and see if the train had gone that way, as we were but a comparitively short distance from last night's camp, having mad a very circuitous route, and if they had kept on the course started they would have passed this point. We carefully examined the ground, but found no tracks. Seeing a mountain ahead, we made for it in order to see if we could not get a glimpse of any sign. While on the way, Jim, who had parted from his companion met us, and we traveled together. We crossed a large tract of fallen timber. Having asceneded the mountain, we fired a volley, but elicited no response. We fired at intervals during the whole afternoon, climbed the talllest trees, hoisted the "flag of distress," but all proved unavailing. During the sombre hue of eve, we kindled a large fire, and also set fire to the top of our of the dead pines near. The day which had been pleasant now turned extremely cold and freezing. Not having killed anything and having neglected to stuff our pockets with grub we commenced to feel the pangs of junger. When night had cleverly set in, I noticed as I thought directly South of us a rising star. The drawed the attention of my companions to it, we watched it for several minutes, expecting