This was another cabin; another home; another advance toward the conquering of the wilderness, for which these brave men and women were giving their lives.

In the bright-eyed children's glee, when they clapped their little hands at the mounting logs, Joe saw the progress, the march of civilization.
"Well, I'm sorry you're to leave us to-night," remarked Colonel Zane to Joe, as the young man came over to where he, his wife, and sister watched the work.

"Jonathan said all was ready for your departure at sundown." "Do we travel by night ?" "Indeed, yes, my lad.

There are Indians everywhere on the river.

I think, however, with Jack and Lew handling the paddles, you will slip by safely.