There is a small log cabin on a mound of the wilderness.

A dense forest breaks the northern winds.

A rippling stream runs by the door.

Beyond lies the prairie rich in verdure and enamelled with gorgeous autumnal flowers.
Herds of buffalo are grazing in groups of hundreds, sometimes of thousands, on the broad expanse.

Gangs of deer are seen, graceful, beautiful, following in the train of the antlered bucks, and with scent so keen and eyes so piercing that it requires the utmost skill of the hunter to approach them within rifle shot.