AUTOBIOGRAPHY OF JOHN FRITZ 69
On the morning of the Fourth of July I went down to Beaver to take the boat for Wheeling. While waiting for the boat I had one of my worst chills and went down to the bank of the Ohio River and lay in the hot sun with a heavy overcoat on, shaking Uke a nail-packing machine. Every party that came along had something to say, gener¬ ally asking what was the matter with me. Some of these remarks were quite amusing to me, even cold as I was. One feUow said, " Come on, all's the matter with him is he has got too much of the Fourth of July in him." I told this class of people, " You'd better go on, as you may catch the fever and ague and it is worse than the cholera." There was cholera about at that time. The more sympathetic class would want to know what was the matter with me. I told them it was fever and ague, but that they should not be alarmed as it was not contagious. They wanted to know if there was an3^hing they could do for me. I told them the only thing that they could do was to stop the first boat that came down the river and put me on board for WheeUng, which they did. While they were very kind, yet I think they were glad to get me away, fearing some¬ thing might happen to me.
The first thing I did after my arrival in Wheeling was to secure the services of a good physician. After spending several days in WheeUng under the care of a doctor, I recuperated sufficiently to enable me to get to Cleveland and meet my friend, Mr. Herr, at the time appointed- After spending a few days in Cleveland, we took passage on a steamboat for Ste. Marie, this being before the canal was cut at Sault Ste. Marie, connecting the waters of Lake Superior with Lake Huron. When we arrived at Ste. Marie, we had to wait some two or three days for the arrival of a boat on Lake Superior to take us to Marquette, that being the nearest landing to the iron mines we most wanted