[The Journey to the Polar Sea by John Franklin]@TWC D-Link bookThe Journey to the Polar Sea CHAPTER 12 172/185
But this good fortune in some measure renovated me for the moment and, putting out my whole strength, I contrived to collect a few heads and with incredible difficulty carried them singly about thirty paces to the fire. Darkness stole on us apace and I became extremely anxious about Beauparlant; several guns were fired to each of which he answered.
We then called out and again heard his responses though faintly, when I told St.Germain to go and look for him as I had not strength myself, being quite exhausted.
He said that he had already placed a pine branch on the ice and he could then scarcely find his way back, but if he went now he should certainly be lost.
In this situation I could only hope that, as Beauparlant had my blanket and everything requisite to light a fire, he might have encamped at a little distance from us. October 17. The night was cold and clear but we could not sleep at all from the pains of having eaten.
We suffered the most excruciating torments though I in particular did not eat a quarter of what would have satisfied me; it might have been from using a quantity of raw or frozen sinews of the legs of deer, which neither of us could avoid doing, so great was our hunger. In the morning, being much agitated for the safety of Beauparlant, I desired St.Germain to go in search of him and to return with him as quick as possible, when I would have something prepared for them to eat. It was however late when he arrived, with a small bundle which Beauparlant was accustomed to carry and, with tears in his eyes, told me that he had found our poor companion dead.
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