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      Three years ago, on a night in spring, a man went down from his camp fifty yards to the river to get a pail of water, and has never been seen since. A year before this writing, in this district, a deer hunter took an afternoon stroll, and was discovered eleven days later by one of a gang of twenty-five men who scoured the woods for him for twenty miles around. In the first case, the man strayed off the water trail in the dark, and not arriving at the shack, he attempted to correct his mistake, took a short cut, only to arrive back to the river at another point. He again endeavored to strike the camp, but dangling too much to his right, missed it.
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