. Our country in story . ngshort of breath or get-ting tired. Out-of-doorlife and exercise hadlent a graceful free-dom to his whole bear-ing. His step was lightand springy and car- ried him along soswiftly that not evenan Indian could keeppace with him. Every-body who came in con-tact with the quiet young man respected and admired himfor his kind disposition, manly courage, rare prudence,,and great skill and strength. On this particular evening of our story, Mrs. Boone isfinishing up the days work within the cabin. Let us takea peep into the one-room little dwelling. The fireplace islarge enou
. Our country in story . ngshort of breath or get-ting tired. Out-of-doorlife and exercise hadlent a graceful free-dom to his whole bear-ing. His step was lightand springy and car- ried him along soswiftly that not evenan Indian could keeppace with him. Every-body who came in con-tact with the quiet young man respected and admired himfor his kind disposition, manly courage, rare prudence,,and great skill and strength. On this particular evening of our story, Mrs. Boone isfinishing up the days work within the cabin. Let us takea peep into the one-room little dwelling. The fireplace islarge enough for great logs five or six feet in contains a crane, or iron hook, from which hangs akettle. In this kettle is cooked the simple food for thefamily table, such as corn-mush, vegetables, and wide iron kettle with legs can be placed on the red-hot coals and thus serve as an oven for baking this kettle is also used as a sort of fryingpan to prepare savory steak for the table. A pair of. DANIEL BOONE WEST TO THE MISSISSIPPI 213 deers horns over the fireplace are holding a hunting gunand a powder horn. There on a shelf are the dishes used at the familymeals—some pewter plates, forks, and spoons; also anumber of wooden bowls and some squash shells for drink-ing cups. On one of the walls are great wooden these are hanging, side by side, flitches of smokedwild meat and articles of clothing. The ladder in thecorner leads to the attic under the rafters. After having swept her white-scrubbed floor and ar-ranged her shining bright milk tins upon the rack, calls in her little ones, who have been playingand romping about on the clearing. They are soontucked lovingly into their little trundle bed. Then thehappy mother joins her husband for a pleasant eveningtalk. Why so thoughtful and gloomy, Daniel? says thecheery little woman as she seated herself beside him. I am thinking over the latest events, Rebecca. Thetrouble between Englan
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