My Trip Out West: A True Adventure from 1873 (Part 2 of 4)

In the days of Noah, when the lifespan was nearly a thousand years, many generations could share stories about what it was like when they grew up. Today, it is rare to go back even a hundred years. Our own family has a true-life adventure story from 1873, when my great-great grandfather decided as a young man to see the Old West while it was still wild, and buffalo still roamed the plains. Here is Part Two of the letter he wrote to my father in 1931. LIVING ON DEER MEAT From then on, we saw plenty of game. In fact: we lived on Deer meat from then on. A few weeks after that (one Sunday morning) I was making along slowly up along the side of a mountain. There was a few inches of snow on the ground, with a crust on it. I heard something breaking through the crust in back of me. Looking around I saw a big Buck Deer not more than 25 feet behind me. He was so astonished at seeing me that he stood perfectly still...