Great as may be the glory of the savage in the hunt and chase, his happiness in the bosom of his own family is unsurpassed by any other enjoyment which ever falls to his lot.
Fluellina received the embrace of her husband with a radiant countenance, and she seemed overflowing with joy as she looked up in his own glowing face.

Taking her fondly by the hand, he led her a few yards away, where he seated her upon a half-imbedded rock and placed himself beside her.

A glance at the two would have shown that there was no considerable difference in their ages.

The wife could not have been over thirty at the most, and she looked much younger, while the husband was perhaps thirty-five.

His square, massive chest was covered with scars--eloquent evidences of his bravery, for he had never received a wound in the back.