Excerpt from Harper's New Monthly Magazine, 1862, Vol. 25 Contrasted with the dark spirit Of crime that hung over my late encampment, such a morning was inexpressibly lovely. Every breath of air - every sound that broke upon the listening ear - every thought of the vast wild plains and tow ering mountains that swept around me in the immeasurable distance - inspired vague and uno utterable sensations of pleasure and pain - pleas ure that I was free and capable of enjoying such exquisite physical and mental luxuries; pain that here, on God's own footstool. 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.