The muscles of his arm stood up under the close-fitting deerskin tunic, and the length of limb and breadth of shoulder in the boy indicated a coming man of giant mold.
"What a hunter and warrior he will make!" said Ross.
"A future leader of wilderness men," said Mr.Pennypacker softly, "but there is wild blood in those veins; he will have to be handled well." Henry threw down the deer and greeted them with cheerful words that came spontaneously from a joyful soul.

They had built their fire, not a large one, in an oak opening and all around the trees rose like a mighty circular wall.

The red shadows of a sun that had just set lingered on the western edge of the forest, but in the east all was black.

Out of this vastness came the rustling sound of the wind as it moved among the autumn leaves.

In the opening was a core of ruddy light and the living forms of men, but it was only a tiny spot in the immeasurable wilderness.
The schoolmaster and he alone felt their littleness.