But then, for leagues in every direction, the solemn forest stood in all its grandeur.

Here Mr.Crockett, alone and unaided save by his wife and children, constructed a little shanty, which could have been but little more than a hunter's camp.

He could not lift solid logs to build a substantial house.

The hard-trodden ground was the only floor of the single room which he enclosed.

It was roofed with bark of trees piled heavily on, which afforded quite effectual protection from the rain.