Again he set out for home.

The evening twilight was darkening into night when he caught sight of his father's humble cabin.
Several wagons were standing around, showing that there must be considerable company in the house.
With not a little embarrassment, he ventured in.

It was rather dark.
His mother and sisters were preparing supper at the immense fireside.
Quite a group of teamsters were scattered around the room, smoking their pipes, and telling their marvellous stories.

David, during his absence of two years, had grown, and changed considerably in personal appearance.

None of the family recognized him.