They believed he had been sent to them direct from heaven.
But Bobby was very human, indeed.

No one other than Abel and Mrs.Abel would ever have ascribed to him angelic origin, and as he developed it must have caused a long stretch of even their imagination to continue the fiction.

There was nothing ethereal about Bobby.

His big, husky frame, his abounding and never-failing appetite, and his high spirits, were very substantial indeed.
And as Bobby grew, and more and more took part in the bigger things of life, his adventures grew from the smaller adventures of the boy to the greater ones of the man.
In this wild land no one knows when he will be called upon to meet adventure.

The sea winds breathe it, it stalks boldly over the bleak wastes of the barrens, and in the dark and mysterious fastnesses of the forest it crouches, always ready for its chance to spring forward and meet you unawares.