Their religion may have been narrow, but no narrower than the moulds of their lives.

It was the biggest thing in them.

It may have taken a somber hue from their gloomy forests, but by reason of a sweet, gracious presence dwelling among them it grew in grace and sweetness day by day.
In the Canada beyond the Lakes, where men are making empire, the sons of these Glengarry men are found.

And there such men are needed.

For not wealth, not enterprise, not energy, can build a nation into sure greatness, but men, and only men with the fear of God in their hearts, and with no other.