Democratic Sentinel, Volume 17, Number 3, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 3 February 1893 — No Help Needed. [ARTICLE]

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, The most remarkable adventure I know of was that of a 10-year-old boy in Colorado, says a hunter. A party of us had gone from Pueblo for a week’s hunting and fishing along the Arkansas River. We oarried tents and camped out. A man named Britton had his young son with him, a manly little fellow, who oould land a trout and bring down an antelope with the best of us. One day he got separated from the party, lost his way and spent the night in the mountains. He had with him a short 38-caliber sporting rifle, a good weapon for small game, but In the section where we were camped mountain lions were plentiful. His father was well-nigh distracted, and we searched all night long for that adventurous youngster without avail. Just at sun-up we started to return to oamp. As we descended a ravine we discovered the object of our seareh sound asleep, with his head pillowed on an enormous mountain lion, which was curled up as though enjoying a nap. Three of us approached cautiously to within fifty yards, drew a bead on the animal, and. at a given signal, fired. The brute never stirred. The boy, whom we supposed dead, half rose, rubbed his eyes, and inquired peevishly: “What are you fellers tryin’ t’ do? I killed this yere Uon four hours ago.”