It was the home of the rebel, the protestant, the unreconciled, the intolerant, the ardent--and the resolute.

It was not the conservative and tender man who made our history; it was the man sometimes illiterate, oftentimes uncultured, the man of coarse garb and rude weapons.

But the frontiersmen were the true dreamers of the nation.

They really were the possessors of a national vision.

Not statesmen but riflemen and riders made America.