Mt. Moosilauke (1905) - Nearly Perished
". . . About 11 o'clock Monday night a stranger called at Amos Merrill's and made known that he was near unto death and the unfortunate man was quickly admitted and revived, when it was learned that he was Marshall Emery from Biddeford, Me., and early Monday morning he left North Woodstock to come over the mountain. After travelling all day, just nightfall he wandered from the road and groped about in the woods on the mountain side until near midnight when a dim light was spied just as the last ray of hope was nearly gone.
Soon he was beside Mr. Merrill's fireside and kind hands did with free will as they would have been done by. It was a pitiful story Mr. Emery related when able to tell his experience of the previous day. Several times in the latter part of the day he gave up hopes of ever seeing civilization and laid down to die, but rather than perish, alone on the mountainside, he would again make another effort towards the valley below; at one time he was almost determined to take his own life rather than perish in the snow, as he felt almost certain would be his fate. Finally spying a dim light in the distance, in a weak condition Mr. Emery made a desperate effort and succeeded in gaining shelter.
When admitted to the house he was nearly in a prostrated condition and had he not succeeded in finding shelter and food probably the unfortunate traveler would have been cold in death, before the next morning. Tuesday, Roy Smith brought him to the village where he took the noon train for his home in Biddeford. . . ."
From Marjorie S. Davis.
