Somehow the minister survived the night.
In the morning he climbed out of the ravine, though by that time he had lost all feeling in his fingers and toes. He was by then entering the slopes of Carding Mill Valley, a weavers' setttlement now saved for the public by the National Trust. There was yet another narrow escape, for trudging through the snow he was approaching Light Spout Hollow,a waterfall, and if he had not seen it, the fall down it would have certainly killed him, but he heard the sound of water in time and changed course.
Stumbling through the snow he heard children's voices, so he approached,but then went into a drift upto his neck. Now he was stuck, so he called for help, but the children thought he was a bogeyman [a mythical creature used to scare children into behaving] so they ran away to tell their parents. The parents, however, realized that a man was trapped and set out on a rescue party to dig the Reverend out.
But the people were not rich enough to own transport, so some of them helped the by now barefoot man to walk to the Church Inn in Church Stretton, where the landlord lent him some dry clothes, which were much too large [as the landlord was substantially bigger than the minister] gave him some warm drink and sent for a pony and chaise to take the very relieved minister home to his family, who feared him to be dead. Fortunately, he was advised not to put his frozen fingers or toes into hot water, lest gangrene set in, but to let them thaw gently at their own pace. He followed this advice and made a full recovery. Later on he set down his experiences in a book, A Night in the Snow, which is now out of print and quite rare. I read of his experience in The January Man.
The minister's survival involved inner strength of mind and body, but also the help of others. Without a tough body he would not have lasted the night. Physically strong people have given up and died, so mental strength was needed as well. As a Christian minister he drew on his prayer to mentally strengthen him. But others were needed. Without the good folk of Carding Mill Valley to rescue him he would have died. The rugged individual who lives without the help of others is a delusion, for we are all vulnerable, no matter how physically strong we are.
Related Wizzley article, Walking the Long Mynd