In order that his cattle should be provided for in the season of winter he had planted a large quantity of maize and buckwheat, and now the crops of both were in the most prosperous condition.

His garden, too, smiled, and promised a profusion of fruits, and melons, and kitchen vegetables.

In short, the little homestead where he had fixed himself for a time, was a miniature oasis; and he rejoiced day after day, as his eyes rested upon the ripening aspect around him.

Once more he began to dream of prosperity-- once more to hope that his evil fortunes had come to an end.
Alas! It was a false hope.

A series of trials yet awaited him--a series of misfortunes that deprived him of almost everything he possessed, and completely changed his mode of existence.
Perhaps these occurrences could hardly be termed _misfortunes_, since in the end they led to a happy result.
But you may judge for yourself, boy reader, after you have heard the "history and adventures" of the "trek-boor" and his family..