The towns and the old civilization in the east never called to him.
He had found the place that nature intended for him.

He was here the wilderness rover, hunter and scout, the border champion and defender, the primitive founder of a state, without whom, and his like, our Union could never have been built up.

Henry gloried in the wilderness and loved its life which was so easy to him.

Paul, the boy of thought, was always looking into the future, and already he foresaw what would come to pass in a later generation.
Neither spoke, and presently, by the same impulse, they started on again, descending the low hill, and plunging once more into the forest.
When they had gone about half a mile, Henry stopped suddenly.

His wonderful physical organism, as sensitive as the machinery of a watch, had sounded an alarm.