There was no inducement to be laggards.
Their hearts were clean and their vision was clear.

Their view was not cut off or circumscribed by the frivolous and ofttimes vicious amusements that stand as a wall around life's outlook in the town.

Their view and their hope were as wide as the wilderness and the sea, rugged and stern but mighty and majestic and limitless--God's unspoiled works--and God was a living God to them.
Bobby at this age had developed into a big, husky lad.

He could drive the dog team as well as Abel.

He had already killed many seals, and he was an excellent hunter for his years.