Something of the unfortunate.--On Sunday the 29th ult. the wife of Mr. John Underhill, of the town of Gerry, went about a mile from home for the purpose of picking berries. She was obliged to follow a scarcely perceptible path thru the woods until she reached an old clearing. It was nearly night before she attempted to return, and by some accident she lost her way; it grew dark; her husband and children were waiting in great anxiety for her return--supporsing however that she had got to one of the neighbors, her husband did not think it prudent to leave his children to search for her that night. Early the next morning, Mr. Underhill went to his neighbors, and finding she had not got in, went out to search for her, but not finding her as soon as he expected, came in at noon, when several of the neighbors turned out, but after scouring the woods all the afternoon, returned without her. Tuesday morning the neighbors turned out in greater numbers, and searched the woods in every direction until about the middle of the afternoon, when she was discovered standing in a hollow tree, having subsisted nearly three days on the berries she had picked, and sleeping nights in a hollow log. She gave no other account of herself than that in endeavoring to return home she got out of the path and was unable to regain it. Mrs. Underhill heard the signal of one man who was searching for her, Monday afternoon, and answered it by a loud scream; but this redoubtable knight, with the courage of a Sancho, imagining it to be a panther, took to his heels and fled with the greatest precipitation, thereby leaving the woman to remain another day and night in the woods.
[Source: "The Evening Post", August 24, 1821 Submitted by a Friend of Free Genealogy]