Excerpt from A Frontiersman But in the first camp on the Trail of the Pioneers I can only remember, through the mist of years, a navvy who stood beside me at the fire, a man of middle-age, with a rough Scotch face, who, cocking up one shrewd grey eye, said quietly, I hear you're looking for me? I had come a thousand miles to see the General Officer commanding this war of giants, and found a navvy. He glanced at my letter of introduction, scanned my face again, and so with a patient sigh turned back to enjoy the warmth of the red flames. He asked no futile question as to what I could do, had no illusive hopes, and if he gave me a job it would be only to save me from starving to death in the bush. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.