This is a tale of the adventurous and rugged pioneers, who,
unconquered by other foes, were ever at war with the ancient
wilderness, pushing the northern frontier of the white man farther
and farther to the west. Early in the last century they had
striped the wild waste of timber with ro ...
The author has tried to give some history of that uphill road,
traversing the rough back country, through which men of power came
once into the main highways, dusty, timid, foot-sore, and curiously
old-fashioned. Now is the up grade eased by scholarships; young
men labour with the footba ...
Early in the last century the hardy wood-choppers began to come
west, out of Vermont. They founded their homes in the
Adirondack wildernesses and cleared their rough acres with the
axe and the charcoal pit. After years of toil in a rigorous climate
they left their sons little besides a st ...
The Honorable Socrates Potter was the only "scientific man" in the
village of Pointview, Connecticut. In every point of manhood he
was far ahead of his neighbors. In a way he had outstripped
himself, for, while his ideas were highly modern, he clung to the
dress and manners that prevail ...
One self-contained, Homeric figure, of the remote countryside in which I
was born, had the true Spirit of Democracy and shed its light abroad in
the Senate of the United States and the Capitol at Albany. He carried
the candle of the Lord. It led him to a height of self-forgetfulness
achieve ...
Near the end of my fourteenth year I was apprenticed to
Valentine, King & Co., cotton importers, Liverpool, as a
"pair of legs." My father had died suddenly, leaving me and
his property in the possession of my stepmother and my
guardian. It was in deference to their urgent advice that I
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