Edward S. Ellis, The Jungle Fugitives — Lost in a Blizzard
“ If I were given my choice between a visit from a cyclone or a blizzard, I would unhesitatingly choose the former. True, there is no resisting its terrific power, and a man caught in its embrace is as helpless as a child when seized by a Bengal tiger ”
Edward S. Ellis, The Jungle Fugitives — Lost in a Blizzard
“ You may be lifted into the air and dropped with only a few broken bones, or, by plunging into a "cyclone pit," the fury of the sky may glide harmlessly over your head; but in the case of a blizzard, however, let me tell you the one woeful experience of my life.The snow fell steadily for two days and nights, and looking out from my home in western Kansas I saw that it lay fully three feet on a level. ”
Edward S. Ellis, The Jungle Fugitives — Lost in a Blizzard
“ It was certain death to remain motionless, and almost equally fatal to push on; but there was a possibility that I might strike the right direction, and anything was preferable to remaining idle. And so, with a desperation akin to despair, I threw all the vigor at my command into my benumbed limbs, and bent every possible energy to the life and death task before me. ”
