We knew just what we had to do, and just how to do it.

Only a few months of waiting, the fall hunting, and the long, dark winter were all that lay between me and the final start.

I had the dogs, the men, the experience, a fixed determination (the same impulse which drove the ships of Columbus across the trackless western sea)--and the end lay with that Destiny which favors the man who follows his faith and his dream to the last breath..