The Keepers Of The Trail

A deep, clear creek flowed at the base of the hill, and a fish, snapping at a fly, leaped clear of the water, making a silver streak in the air, gone in an instant as he fell back into the stream. The glimpse pleased Henry. It, too, was a part of his kingdom, stocked with fur, fin and feather, beyond that of any other king, and far more vast. The brilliant sunlight over his head began to dim and darken. He looked up. The van of a host, the wild pigeons flying northward appeared, and then came the great wide column, millions and millions of birds, returning from their winter in the south. He had seen the huge flights before, but the freshness and zest of the sight never wore away. No matter how far they came nor how far they went they would still be flying over his forest empire. And then would come the great flocks of wild ducks and wild geese, winging swiftly like an arrow toward the north. They, too, were his, and again he took long, deep breaths of a delight so keen that it made his pulses leap. From the wood at the base of the hill came a crackling sound as of something breaking, and then the long crash of a tree falling.

• | Author: Joseph A. Altsheler
• | Publisher: CreateSpace Independent Publishing Platform
• | Publication Date: Mar 26, 2017
• | Number of Pages: 220 pages
• | Language: English
• | Binding: Paperback
• | ISBN-10: 1544708556
• | ISBN-13: 9781544708553