In fact I don't know a better one for the man who wants to live as he was meant to in the wind and sun, watching what he has worked for slowly grow.

Is it a little thing, Harry, to see the oats and timothy where the forest had been, to clear a new way for the river with giant powder, and hear the big wheels humming where there was only a frothing rapid?
Orchards, barns, and homestead built by your own labour, horses and herds of cattle all your own, and by and by the railroad coming through to bring you the long dreamed of prosperity.

It's alluring, Harry ?" The glint was a trifle plainer in Alton's eyes, and his lean fingers were closed together.

"I don't quite see where that trail leads to," he said quietly.
Seaforth laughed a little.

"It is good to rise when the sun is creeping above the firs and plunge down into an ice-cold pool.