The trappers were camped on Pelican Creek near Yellowstone Lake. Osborne Russell ate a couple bites, kindled a fire, loaded his pipe, and sat down to unwind even though his young trapping companion napped.
As Russell commenced to rest, he glanced towards the horses and instantly spotted numerous Blackfeet warriors creeping in the direction of him. He grabbed his rifle, woke his spouse, and lunged for his powder horn and bullet pouch. Much too late, they were presently in the fingers of an attacker. The trappers had been just about surrounded.
This could audio like the commencing of a movie but its’s actually an incident that Osborne Russell comprehensively described and a person that he virtually didn’t survive.
The trappers threw up their rifles and, as the attackers shattered the silence with war cries, the mountain males hurried into a nearby blow-down. An arrow struck Russell’s companion on the suitable hip. Russell advised him to pull it out, but was also strike in the hip by an arrow as he spoke. Russell noted that the arrows did not impede their progress. Russell was shot a 2nd time as an arrow pierced his suitable leg above the knee triggering him to slide. The warrior that shot him leaped to Russell with uplifted struggle-axe. The trapper prevented the blow, stood, and hopped from log to log via a shower of arrows.
Russell was faint from blood decline so the trappers settled among the the downfall decided to get rid of the two top attackers “and then die like men.” They rested their rifles throughout a log and Russell whispered to his companion to shoot when the Blackfeet appeared their way.
About 20 Blackfeet handed quite close to the trappers without recognizing them and yet another group passed within just 20 or 30 paces. The attackers moved into some close by bushes although the trappers remained continue to until the rustling sounds of the Blackfeet experienced died absent. Then they thoroughly seemed all-around and stood. Russell’s husband or wife questioned in a whisper how much it was to the lake. Russell indicated it was about a quarter of a mile when approximately fainting from decline of blood and lack of drinking water. The trappers hobbled toward the lake while Russell was obliged to sit down for a number of minutes, then go a minimal further, and then rest once more, though seeking to tranquil his panicking younger associate.
Immediately after their escape, Russell approximated they ended up 90 miles from Fort Hall and anticipated to see minor or no activity on the way. They lay down and shivered with cold until finally daylight, then arose and started their journey, established to journey it in three times. Starting off at daybreak, they traveled all working day by tall sagebrush and sand along the Snake River. They stopped at dark, practically worn out with fatigue, hunger, and lack of slumber. On the 3rd day, the exhausted males hovered about a little fire until eventually dawn then resumed their journey. They travelled to inside about 10 miles of the fort when they encountered an personal that furnished them with horses and accompanied them. They arrived right before sunset, hungry, wounded, and fatigued, but alive.
Now you realize how rough these mountain men have been.
Sensing the conclude of the fur trade, Osborne Russell moved to Oregon in 1843. Russell was explained as a person who “always remained accurate to his principles guy of schooling, refined emotions and extraordinary capacity.” He served on the government committee to variety Oregon’s provisional governing administration and was one particular of the initial trustees of the College at Forest Grove.
In his afterwards many years Russell moved to Placerville, Calif. In Could 1884 he entered Eldorado County Hospital with miner’s rheumatism. Russell died on August 2, 1892, at age 78. He was buried in the hospital cemetery in an unmarked grave.
Jack Connelly has lived in Bingham County for the last 43 a long time. He is an avid outdoorsman and has hiked, camped, hunted, and fished around a great deal of the U.S. as effectively as areas of Europe and Asia. Connelly worked as a biologist for the Idaho Section of Fish and Match for about 30 decades. He now enjoys retirement with his spouse Cheryl increasing chickens and chicken canines at their house in Blackfoot.