"I owe you a life anyway for saving me from that bear.

I learned a little something about surgery when I was in Illinois, and I guess I can fix you up." He got me back to camp after a long and painful hour and with a wagon-bow, which he made into a splint, set the fracture.

But our enterprise was at an end.

Help would have to be found now, and before spring.

One man and a cripple could never get through the winter.
It was determined that Harrington must go for this needful assistance just as soon as possible.