There was nothing in their foot-prints which indicated that he was approaching any nearer to them.
At last, when night came, and Crockett judged that he had walked fifty miles, he gave up the chase as hopeless.

Fortunately he reached the cabin of a settler, where he remained until morning.

A rapid walk, almost a run, of fifty miles in one day, is a very severe operation even for the most hardy of men.

When Crockett awoke, after his night's sleep, he found himself so lame that he could scarcely move.

He was, however, anxious to get back with his discouraging report to his companions.