I'm just as much of an optimist as you are.

You keep the course, and I'm with you to the finish." They rode rather fast at first as the sun had not yet set, picking their way through the woods, and soon left their comrades out of sight.

The twilight now came fast, adding a mournful and somber red to the vast expanse of wilderness.

The simile of an Indian fight returned to Dick with increased force.

This was not like any battle with white men in the open fields.