Shivering with cold, he had to walk three miles through the forest before he found a cabin at whose fire he could warm and dry himself.

Without any unnecessary delay he pushed on until he crossed the extreme western frontier line of Virginia, and entered Sullivan County, Tennessee.
An able-bodied young man like David Crockett, strong, athletic, willing to work, and knowing how to turn his hand to anything, could, in the humblest cabin, find employment which would provide him with board and lodging.

He was in no danger of starving.

There was, at that time, but one main path of travel from the East into the regions of the boundless West.
As David was pressing along this path he came to a little hamlet of log huts, where he found the brother whom he had left when he started from home eighteen months before with the drove of cattle.

He remained with him for two or three weeks, probably paying his expenses by farm labor and hunting.