After the lapse of a fortnight there came a thaw, succeeded by a cold rain, which froze as it fell. The snow became crusted over, to the depth of two inches, with ice that was strong enough to bear their weight. They extricated their ice-boat and prepared for departure. One of the party had gone out that morning on the crust, hoping to secure some larger game to stock their larder before starting; the rest awaited his return for two hours, and then, fearing some casualty had happened to him, followed his trail for half a mile from the river and found him engaged in a desperate struggle with a large black she-bear which he had wounded.
The ferocious animal immediately left its prey and rushed at Mrs. Pentry with open mouth, seizing her left arm in its jaws, crunched it, and then, rising on its hind legs, gave her a terrible hug. The rest of the party dared not fire, for fear of hitting the woman. Twice she drove her hunting knife into the beast's vitals and it fell on the crust, breaking through into the snow beneath, where the two rolled over in a death-struggle. The
heroic woman at length arose victorious, and the carcase of the bear was dragged forth, skinned, and cut up. A fire was speedily kindled, Mrs. Pentry's wounds were dressed, and after refreshing themselves with a hearty meal of bear steak, the remainder of the meat was packed in the boat.
The party then embarked, and by the aid of a stiff easterly breeze, were enabled, in three days, to reach their cabin on the head-waters of the Kennebec. The explorations made along the Kennebec by Mrs. Pentry and hercompanions attracted thither an adventurous class of settlers, and ultimately led to the important settlements on the line of that river.
The remainder of Mrs. Pentry's life was spent mainly on the northern frontier. She literally lived and died in the woods, reaching the advanced age of ninety-six years, and seeing three generation of her descendants
grow up around her. Possessing the strength and courage of a man, she had also all a woman's kindness, and appears to have been an estimable person in all the relations of life--a good wife and mother, a warm friend, and a generous neighbor. In fact, she was a representative woman of the times in which she lived.
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The resilience and tenacity of early adventurers trying to eke out a living on a wild frontier appears to be universal. The hardships of securing accommodation, sustenance, clothing and European supplies being an ever present concern. However, if Mrs Pentry was representative of the women settlers of the time, fighting a wild bear and arising victorious would have been an exceptional experience indicating that Mrs Pentry was definitely a notch above the average. Great bio Story, Dave.
Totally agree Dave, and thanks for commenting.
Regards.
I see what you mean about the illustrator never having read the book, unless Mrs Pentry really did have all the attributes of a man, including a beard. LOL.
Hi Bob. Actually this one is not from the book, it is just the best I could find and relates to the man who was attacked first. I like to add images to my posts, because I think it is more attractive, and do my best to make them match.
So we can't blame the illustrator for this one!
Regards.
Is this supposed to be Mountain Charlie McKiernan? Santa Cruz Mountains - attacked by a mama grizzly while hunting. She took a chunk out of his skull and left him for dead. He survived and lived into his seventies with a metal plate in his head forged from Mexican coins.
Meg - History Curator, Forbes Mill
No I don't think so Meg, I think this was in a different area all together. The image is one that I found and added, it was not with the original story.
Regards.
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