But the strong frame of Henry was impervious to the attacks and he still made daily journeys to his traps in the wet and steaming wilderness.
Henry was now reconciled to the schoolroom.

It was to be his last term there and he realized with a sudden regret that it was almost at its end.

He was beginning to feel the sense of responsibility, that he was in fact one of the units that must make up the state.
Despite these new ideas a sudden great longing lay hold of him.

The winds from the south were growing warmer and warmer, all the snow and ice was gone long ago, faint touches of green and pink were appearing on grass and foliage and the young buds were swelling.

Henry heard the whisper of these winds and every one of them called to him.