He explored; he speculated; he developed.

Tireless, indomitable, with the steel-glitter in his dark eyes, he was everywhere at once, doing all things.

In the opening up of a new river he was in the van; and at the tail-end also, hurrying forward the grub.

On the Outside he fought trade-combinations; made alliances with the corporations of the earth, and forced discriminating tariffs from the great carriers.

On the Inside he sold flour, and blankets, and tobacco; built saw-mills, staked townsites, and sought properties in copper, iron, and coal; and that the miners should be well-equipped, ransacked the lands of the Arctic even as far as Siberia for native-made snow-shoes, muclucs, and parkas.
He bore the country on his shoulders; saw to its needs; did its work.
Every ounce of its dust passed through his hands; every post-card and letter of credit.