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Show A NARROW ESCAPE. j A YoniiK Swain Nearly Drowns in a Dry Lake." On the 15th of May I left my home in Three Mile Creek, with the intention of visiting a dear friend, who resides in Cache Valley. As I rattled gaily over the road, my mind filled with pleasure at the thought of the anticipated fastening it to my horse's tail, drew her to shore. I have omitted stating stat-ing that in my first effort to save I the animal, I disrobed and swam to her assistance where, becoming entangled en-tangled in the harness, I came near drowning in a "Dry Lake." Travelers that way should beware be-ware of this dangerous hole. J. II . Three Milk Creek, May 24, 1892. meeting. The frisky calves switched switch-ed their tails as they skipped over the verdant sod, while their dams lazily chewed their cuJs as if already enjoying the bliss which was mine only in anticipation. On the right and left I passed comfortable homes and well tilled farms, whose occupants and owners moved around with the air of people peo-ple entirely satisfied with their lot. While I gazed on this domestic bliss, my mind was filled with another such picture in which myself and a fair damsel occupied the foregouud. Thus I travelled in a delightful reverie, till I reached the vicinity of Dry Lake, which lay just before me, as I had taken a cut-off to shorten my journey. On reaching the lake, I assayed to ford it where ' it was about thirty yards wide. When I had advanced about a rod into the lake, my mind still full of pictured felicity, a sudden movement of the cart threw me backward into the lake, an d almost under the feet of the horse was leading. When I had recovered re-covered my equilibrium, and had blown the mud and water from my mouth and nostrils, I scanned the surface of the lake, but nothing noth-ing could lie seen of my horse and cart. In a few minutes my beloved be-loved cream came to the surface: struggled a short time, then all was still. All the bright future formed in my vivid imagination had lied, and I was about to mount my remaining re-maining horse to retrace my steps with a sorrowful heart, when I noticed a movement on the part of the animal in the water, and saw that she was struggling toward i the opposite shore, thc struggled bravely, moving slowly in the same direction till her feet struck the 1 ground, where she became fast in the slimy mud. I put spur to my horse and dashing over a cliff stationed him as near the stranded mare ns possible. I then threw a 1 rope over the mare's head and, |
