He who only knew James Town and the rich planters knew little of the true Virginia.

There were old men who had long memories of Indian fights, and men in their prime who had risen with Bacon, and young men who had their eyes turned to the unknown West.

There were new-comers from Scotland and North Ireland, and a stout band of French Protestants, most of them gently born, who had sought freedom for their faith beyond the sway of King Louis.

You cannot picture a hardier or more spirited race than the fellows I thus recruited.

The forest settler who swung an axe all day for his livelihood could have felled the ordinary fine gentleman with one blow of his fist.