Curiosity Is Natural To The Soul Of

Fear Is The Spice That Makes It Interesting To Go Ahead.

In The Decline Of The Day, Near Kentucky River, As We Ascended The Brow Of A Small Hill, A Number Of Indians Rushed Out Of A Thick Cane-brake Upon Us, And Made Us Prisoners.

Lightning Does Not Often Strike Twice In The Same Place.

Thus We Behold Kentucky, Lately An Howling Wilderness, The Habitation Of Savages And Wild Beasts, Become A Fruitful Field; This Region, So Favourably Distinguished By Nature, Now Become The Habitation Of Civilization, At A Period Unparalleled In History, In The Midst Of A Raging War, And Under All The Disadvantages Of Emigration To A Country So Remote From The Inhabited Parts Of The Continent.

In Such A Diversity It Was Impossible I Should Be Disposed To Melancholy.