Up with my tent: here will I lie to-night, But where, to-morrow?—Well, all's one for that —Richard the Third. The travellers soon discovered the usual and unerring evidences that the several articles necessary to their situation were not far distant. A clear and gurgling spring burst out of the side of the declivity, and joining its waters to those of other similar little fountains in its vicinity, their united contributions formed a run, which was easily to be traced, for miles along the prairie, by the scattering foliage and verdure which occasionally grew within the influence of its moisture. Hither, then, the stranger held his way, eagerly followed by the willing teams, whose instinct gave them a prescience of refreshment and rest.

On reaching what he deemed a suitable spot, the old man halted, and

with an enquiring look, he seemed to demand if it possessed the needed

conveniences. The leader of the emigrants cast his eyes, understandingly, about him, and examined the place with the keenness of one competent to judge of so nice a question, though in that dilatory and heavy manner, which rarely permitted him to betray precipitation.

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"Ay, this may do," he said, satisfied with his scrutiny; "boys, you

have seen the last of the sun; be stirring."

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The young men manifested a characteristic obedience. The order, for

such in tone and manner it was, in truth, was received with respect; but the utmost movement was the falling of an axe or two from the shoulder to the ground, while their owners continued to regard the place with listless and incurious eyes. In the mean time, the elder traveller, as if familiar with the nature of the impulses by which his children were governed, disencumbered himself of his pack and rifle, and, assisted by the man already mentioned as disposed to appeal so promptly to the rifle, he quietly proceeded to release the cattle from the gears.

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At length the eldest of the sons stepped heavily forward, and, without

any apparent effort, he buried his axe to the eye, in the soft body of

a cotton-wood tree. He stood, a moment, regarding the effect of the

blow, with that sort of contempt with which a giant might be supposed

to contemplate the puny resistance of a dwarf, and then flourishing

the implement above his head, with the grace and dexterity with which

a master of the art of offence would wield his nobler though less

useful weapon, he quickly severed the trunk of the tree, bringing its

tall top crashing to the earth in submission to his prowess. His

companions regarded the operation with indolent curiosity, until they

saw the prostrate trunk stretched on the ground, when, as if a signal

for a general attack had been given, they advanced in a body to the

work, and in a space of time, and with a neatness of execution that

would have astonished an ignorant spectator, they stripped a small but

suitable spot of its burden of forest, as effectually, and almost as

promptly, as if a whirlwind had passed along the place.

The stranger had been a silent but attentive observer of their

progress. As tree after tree came whistling down, he cast his eyes

upward at the vacancies they left in the heavens, with a melancholy

gaze, and finally turned away, muttering to himself with a bitter

smile, like one who disdained giving a more audible utterance to his

discontent. Pressing through the group of active and busy children, who had already lighted a cheerful fire, the attention of the old man became next fixed on the movements of the leader of the emigrants and of his savage looking assistant.