In The Heart Of The Bitterroot Mountains: The Story Of The Carlin Hunting Party, September-December, 1893 (1894) by Heclawa is a historical account of a hunting expedition that took place in the Bitterroot Mountains in the late 19th century. The book chronicles the journey of the Carlin Hunting Party, led by John Carlin, as they traverse the rugged terrain of the Bitterroot Mountains in search of game. The book provides a detailed description of the hunting party's daily routines, their interactions with the local Native American tribes, and the challenges they faced in the wilderness. The author, Heclawa, offers a unique perspective on the expedition as he was a member of the hunting party himself. Throughout the book, Heclawa provides vivid descriptions of the natural beauty of the Bitterroot Mountains and the wildlife that inhabits the area. He also offers insights into the hunting techniques used by the Carlin Hunting Party and the equipment they used. In addition to its historical value, In The Heart Of The Bitterroot Mountains: The Story Of The Carlin Hunting Party, September-December, 1893 (1894) is also an engaging adventure story that will appeal to anyone interested in outdoor exploration and the American West. The book is a testament to the spirit of adventure that drove many people to explore the wilderness of the western United States in the late 19th century.This scarce antiquarian book is a facsimile reprint of the old original and may contain some imperfections such as library marks and notations. Because we believe this work is culturally important, we have made it available as part of our commitment for protecting, preserving, and promoting the world's literature in affordable, high quality, modern editions, that are true to their original work.
Carlin Party Found:
Destitute and Crazed with Suffering
Special Dispatch, Missoula, Montana, November 25, 1893.
Greatly to the surprise of everyone the Carlin party of young New Yorkers who have been besieged in the Bitterroot Mountains, southwest of Missoula, for nearly two months, has been found more dead than alive.
The account of their sufferings, as related by a courier just arrived, is harrowing in the extreme.
They were famished, without horses or provisions, barefooted, only the soles of their shoes remaining, and were scant of clothing.
Hemmed in by impenetrable snow banks and after several ineffectual attempts to escape, the party became resigned to its fate, trusting to Providence for relief.
Lt. Elliott found the men in a sad condition verging on insanity. He administered what immediate relief was at his command. Colgate, he learned, was still behind, having fallen in his ability to keep up with the party. Carlin believes that the man will not ever be found alive.
When the men were found they were totally bewildered and were wandering about aimlessly on a snow-covered plateau on which the depth of snow averaged fourteen feet. Their horses had long since stampeded and their provisions were exhausted, save what little they carried in their pockets. The little band of brave men were making their last and final effort to get out when found, and thirty-six hours later would have found them dead.
