A Novel Wager.
L. P. Fedemeyer, a Frenchman, recently arrived in New York, wheeling a barrow, which, with its contents, weighed about 1-lOlbs. He was followed by aMr Fuller, who had accompanied him all the way from San Francisco to see that he accomplished his task. A number of gentlemen in that city had offered $1,500 to the man who made the best time across the continent with a wheelbarrow in front of him. M. Fedemeyer and Mr Potter engaged in this novel race. They started together from San Francisco in December last, but separated at Battle Mountain, Nevada. Where Potter is now, is known only to himself. Fedemeyer has won the race. The route which he took in order to avoid ferries is about 4,500 miles, and was principally along the line of railroad. When Fedemeyer and Fuller loft San Francisco the sun was shining brightly, the air was warm and flowers were blooming. They soon left all this beauty behind them. When they reached the Sierras they began to realise what a winter in the mountains is. In the wheelbarrow, which is covered over, were carried a tent for camping purposes, and such provisions as the pedestrians thought they would need before reaching the next settlement. Fuller carried a gun, with which he intended to secure food shoidd the provisions in the wheelbarrow give out. The only provisions which this gun furnished were seven small birds, at a time when the two men were nearly starved. In travelling from Carlin to Moline, Nevada, Fedemeyer’s feet were frozen, the thermometer at this time registered 20 degs. below zero. The trip through Nevada, Wyoming, and Utah was made during the winter, and both Fedemeyer and Fuller underwent extreme hardships. Provisions were scarce, and one time they had to travel 100 miles before they could get anything to eat. Plenty of antelopes showed themselves upon the plains, and plenty of shot were sent to meet them ; but the antelopes and the shot did not seem to comejtogether, and the result was that Fedemeyer and Fuller often went hungry with any amount of game in sight of them. In going from Laramie to Cheyenne the two men abandoned the railroad and took to the Black Hills. A terrible snow-storm set in, and they lost their reckoning. Finally, after wandering aimlessly about for several hours, they stumbled upon an old log cabin, which was occupied by a Swede, and he took them in and made them comfortable for the night. The trip occupied 228 days.
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A Novel Wager., Ashburton Guardian, Volume I, Issue 14, 28 October 1879
A Novel Wager. Ashburton Guardian, Volume I, Issue 14, 28 October 1879
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