His thoughts were elsewhere, and he was impatient for removal, before cold weather should set in, to his far-distant home.
Late in October he set out with his little family on foot, for their long journey of one hundred and fifty miles through almost a pathless forest.

His poverty was extreme.

But the peculiar character of the man was such that he did net seem to regard that at all.

Two pack-horses conveyed all their household goods.

Crockett led the party, with a child on one arm and his rifle on the other.