The Vagaries Of A Starring Man

Mr. Everte, who waa lostin the Yellowstone, contributea fco Seribntf an inten fe ly iiiti'i'rstinir aooount of bis "Thirtyseven Days of Poril." We qu. " I lost all sonso of timo. Days and nights ramo and went, and Wi F8 nv. bered only by tho growing consciou tliat I was gradnally stamng. I felt n hunger, did not oat to appeusu appotito, but to rcnew strcngth. I expenencod but littlo pain. Tho gaping sores on my feet, the severo burn on niy hip, the íestering crovices at tho joints of' my fingen, all terrible in appearance, bad oeased to givo me tho least concern. The roots whi.-h supplied my food had suspended the digestïve power of the stomacn, thcirfibrcs were packed iu it in a matted, compact masa. "Not so wüh my boma of slumber. They were visited by the most luxnrious dreams. I would apparently visit the most gorgeously dooorated restaurante of Xew York and Washington ; sit down to iinmenso tables spread with thq most appetizing vianda : partake of the richest oysterstews and plumpeet pies; engage niysulf in tho labor and prepantf ion of curious dishes, and with thein lili range apon range of elegahtly furnished tullios until they fairly groaned bencath the accumulated daintiea prepared by my own hands. Froquently tho entiro nilit would seem to havo beenspent in gettmjí up a sumptuous dinnur. I would realize the fatigue ofroasting, boilin;,', t% and fiilu ioating tho choicesi dishes known to the modem tsuitine, and in my d.sturbeJ slumbers would enjoy with epieurean relish tho food thus fuxniahed even to repletion. Alas! there was more luxury than lito in these soninolent vagariès. " By soine process which I was too weái to soivo, my aimSi li'gs, añil stomaoh wer transformed into so tnany traveling coinpanions. Often for hours i would plod ulong conveX8Íng with these imtiginary friends. Eacli had bis peculiar wantf whicb be expected me to Bupply, stomaeh was importúnate in hi demand foi a chango of diet - oomplained io antly of the roota I fed to liim, their present effect and-m ore remoto oonsoqui I would try to süiiioo iiim with promisee, beg ot him to wait a few days, and whon this Tailod of tho quiot I dosired, I would sei'k to intimídate him by declaring as a sure result of Degligence, uur mability to !■ aob home alive. All to no pulpase - he tormontod me with his fretful humors tlmmgh the entire jounioy. Tho others would generally concur with him in these fancied alteications The legs implorad ma for rest, and tho arma oomplained thttt I gavo them too much to do. Troublesome as they were, it was a pleasure to realize their presenee. I worked for them, too, witli right good -will, doing inaiiy thines for their seeming comfort whioh, had I felt myself alono, WQuld have remained undone. They appeared to beperfectly helplegsof themsolvos, and would do nothinK for me or for eaoh other. I often wondered, while they ate and glepi so much, that they did not aid in gathering wood and kindling fires. As a counterpoiso to tlioir own inertia, wkoiiiivit thoy discovered languor in me on necessary occasions, they were not wanting in words of encouragementand oheer. I recall as I write an iustanco where, by prompt and timely interposition, tho rej)resentative of the stomach savcd jna fiom a death of dreadful agony. One day I carne to a small stream issuing froni a spring of mild temperaturo on tho hillside, swanning with ruinnows. I caoghl somc with my hands and ato them iaw. To my taste thcy were delicious. But tho stomach refused them, accused me of attempting to poison him, and would not bc reconciled until I had emptied my pouch of tlie few fish I had put thcro for future use."