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HomeMy Public PortalAboutNorton, CharlieSpawning grounds ,S` A 2 i1 � ass SA 1 He was mauled //97, by a bear This story is taken from the files of the "Messenger," a Pocatello newspaper, dated Tuesday, Sept. 13, 1898: A MAN OF NERVE "Poor old Charlie Norton, whose death on Aug. 27 at the county hospital in this city was chronicled in our last issue, was one of the pioneers of the Salmon River and Custer mining districts and was essentially a man of nerve. In the early days he was something of a bear hunter and many a cinnamon and silver -tip fell before his unerring aim. "It was about 10 years ago that he met a bear that ate him up and left him almost helpless and but the caricature of a man in appearance. He was prospecting in the mountains with but one companion out some 60 miles from Challis when he saw traces of a bear and followed it into some underbrush. "He located (the) bruin, took aim and brought him down, but at that very same instant a big silver -tip rose up beside him and struck him a blow in the face and broke both his jaws and literally crushed his face in. The bear then chewed him up, mangling him from head to foot and finally went off leaving him for dead. "Here his companion found him later, and finding he was still alive, fixed him up as comfortable as possible and started for Challis for help. It was 60 miles to Challis and by the time Norton's partner got back, the flies had gotten at him and blown him and before they took him into camp they took about a quart of maggots from his face and head. A litter was slung between two horses and he was taken to Challis. He still hung onto life and the doctor was sent for 30 miles away. (This should read Custer instead of Challis.) "It seemed impossible that Mr. Norton should recover. The doctor said he couldn't, but went on and fixed him up as well as he could. It was found necessary to take out his whole lower jaw. Norton, however, went right on living and getting better. It developed after awhile that his face would not heal because of its being more or less torn every time he was fed. A hole was then cut on his neck, through which he was fed. His face, in the meantime, healed up. Then it was found impossible to heal the hole in his neck. "Finally Norton was sent to the hospital in Salt by Jeff Fee Lake and the hole in his neck was sewed up with silver wire and healed up. In the meantime, however, the contraction of his muscles of the face caused his mouth to close so tightly that he could not eat and his mouth had to be cut open time and again. It would always come together again in a short time and the operation would again have to be performed. All these operations were performed without the administration of ether or any other anaesthetic. "Finally, however, Norton left the hospital and went out with a party prospecting. Here his trouble commenced. His mouth grew shut and he couldn't eat. He begged his companions to cut his mouth open but they wouldn't do it, and finally Norton found a rock, whetted up his knife, pinning a pocket mirror to a stump, cut his mouth open himself and all was lovely again. "In the meanwhile, a cancer developed in Norton's face and in the last five years he had to have it cut out four times. He always insisted on going through the operations without the use of anaesthetics. It was just before the last operation of this kind a couple of years ago that he met Abe Pierce and was telling him that he was going to the hospital for another operation and as he ended his story he said: "And do you know, Abe I am getting to be a d----d baby. I kind of flinch when I think of it." "After his years of terrible suffering, after innumerable operations the old man's indomitable nerve was beginning to give away but he went through the operations bravely, and his will kept him up to the end. He died, like thousands of pioneers of this western country -- a county charge and long forgotten by his relatives, whose address he himself had even forgotten." The above article describes Charlie Norton, who some might say was a man of grit. Others might call him a stubborn old cuss. In the book from which the article was found, "The Middle Fork and the Sheepeater War," on page six you will find a dedication to the people of the past and the beautiful land that surrounded them. On the last line of the dedication Johnny Carrey and Cort Conley say it all, past and present, with the statement, "It was never easy: a heaven of a place to live and a hell of a place to make a living." Maybe Charlie Norton was willing to go through hell just to live one more precious day —in heaven. Jeff Fee