This thought gave him no trouble.

He had already taken care of himself for two years, and he felt no more solicitude in regard to the future than did the buffalo's calf or the wolf's whelp.
Wilson was a bad man, dissipated and unprincipled.

But he had found David to be so valuable a laborer that he offered him high wages if he would remain and work for him.

It shows a latent, underlying principle of goodness in David, that he should have refused the offer.

He writes: "The reason was, it was a place where a heap of bad company met to drink and gamble; and I wanted to get away from them, for I know'd very well, if I staid there, I should get a bad name, as nobody could be respectable that would live there." About this time a Quaker, somewhat advanced in years, a good, honest man, by the name of John Kennedy, emigrated from North Carolina, and selecting his four hundred acres of land about fifteen miles from John Crockett's, reared a log hut and commenced a clearing.