Maybe it was the Indian; but the book does not say.

At this point we have an episode: Beside the shore of the brook sat a young man, about eighteen or twenty, who seemed to be reading some favorite book, and who had a remarkably noble countenance--eyes which betrayed more than a common mind.

This of course made the youth a welcome guest, and gained him friends in whatever condition of his life he might be placed.

The traveler observed that he was a well-built figure which showed strength and grace in every movement.

He accordingly addressed him in quite a gentlemanly manner, and inquired of him the way to the village.