He felt in himself the power to meet and overcome rain or cold or any other kind of weather.
Everybody in the camp, down to the tiniest child, was awake the next morning by the time the first bar of gray in the east betokened the coming day.

Henry was fully dressed, and saw the sun rise in a magnificent burst of red and gold over the valley that was to be their valley.

The whole camp beheld the spectacle.

They had reached the crest of the hill the evening before, too late to get a view and they were full of the keenest curiosity.
It was now summer, but, having been a season of plenteous rains, grass and foliage were of the most vivid and intense green.

They were entering one of the richest portions of Kentucky, and the untouched soil was luxuriant with fertility.