Scalp Hunters

Excerpt: "e;Unroll the world's map, and look upon the great northern continent of America.

Away to the wild west, away toward the setting sun, away beyond many a far meridian, let your eyes wander.

Rest them where golden rivers rise among peaks that carry the eternal snow.

Rest them there. You are looking upon a land whose features are un-furrowed by human hands, still bearing the marks of the Almighty mould, as upon the morning of creation; a region whose every object wears the impress of God's image.

His ambient spirit lives in the silent grandeur of its mountains, and speaks in the roar of its mighty rivers: a region redolent of romance, rich in the reality of adventure.

Follow me, with the eye of your mind, through scenes of wild beauty, of savage sublimity."e;