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Show Four-Year-Old Boy Lost In Canyon Lost in the wilds of Twelve Mile canyon for more than six hours, tumbling tum-bling over stones and forcing his way through the dense undergrowth, finally striking a stock trail and with manly stride seeking his way home, finally to be picked up by his anxious parents, was the. experience had by Harold, the 4-year-old baby boy of r. Mr and Mrs. J. N. Christiansen of " Mayfield, Thursday of last week. The I'little fellow when found, and none the worse for his experience, excepting except-ing being tired and foot sere, was just as happy when found by his Eearchers as the latter were, and his ' experience, according to the young explorer, was filled with thrills, and he rejoices in telling his daddy of the "bear he killed.'? HaroJd passed through an experience and came out unscathed, that was borne with less fear and excitement than many of the older had they had a like experience. experi-ence. Master Harold was one of the members of a party of some 25 that went to the canyon for an outing for a few days. There were six adults and nineteen children of various ages In the party. Arriving far up the canyon the party made camp near the creek. Shortly after camp was made Harold started on an exploring trip and was in search of wJter. Some 200 yards from camp and just over a Dcnoll, which obscured the camp, Har-jold Har-jold found the creek. After playing ifor awhile the youngster started to Return to camp. He lost his bearings, but not his grit. Realizing that all .vas not just right the little fellow Kept plodding over stones and through the heavy underbrush, climbing climb-ing here and there, evidently without a whimper, as not a sound was heard by the searchers. In the meantime the panic-stricken parents and the party with whom Harold had gone camping with, came to the realization that the boy was lost and searching parties were at once formed Several woodchoppers and the men working at the sawmill in the canyon, joined in the hunt for the boy and a diligent search was kept up until about a half hour before the sun sank behind the western horizon, hori-zon, when the little fellow was picked up by the anxious parents near the mouth of the canyon, some six or seven sev-en miles below where the youngster had gone for water. Harold had finally struck a cow trail that led him to the main trail clown the canyon and this he followed for the long distance. About tthe first xperience related by the boy was the 'killing of a bear," and not once did the little fellow show the least sign of having been frightened. |