Zane's face, and as he saw the well-laden rafts coming down the river, and the air of liveliness and animation about the growing settlement, his smile broadened into one of pride and satisfaction.

The prophecy that he had made twelve years before was fulfilled.

His dream was realized.
The wild, beautiful spot where he had once built a bark shack and camped half a year without seeing a white man was now the scene of a bustling settlement; and he believed he would live to see that settlement grow into a prosperous city.

He did not think of the thousands of acres which would one day make him a wealthy man.

He was a pioneer at heart; he had opened up that rich new country; he had conquered all obstacles, and that was enough to make him content.
"Papa, when shall I be big enough to fight bars and bufflers and Injuns ?" asked Noah, stopping in his play and straddling his father's knee.
"My boy, did you not have Indians enough a short time ago ?" "But, papa, I did not get to see any.