Every frontiersman knew how to dress the skin of deer for moccasins and other garments.

With a sharpened stick he punched holes through the rank sod, and planted corn, in soil so rich that it would return him several hundred-fold.
Thus his tastes, such as they were, were gratified, and he enjoyed what to him were life's luxuries.

He probably would not have been willing to exchange places with the resident in the most costly mansion in our great cities.

In a few days he got everything comfortable around him.
Crockett's cabin, or rather camp, was on the eastern side of the Obion River.

Seven miles farther up the stream, on the western bank, a Mr.
Owen had reared his log house.