To have seen proud cities rear their heads from a wilderness--from a cluster of log huts in a primeval forest--whose everlasting stillness was alone broken by the yells of savage men, the long howl of the wolf and the scream of the panther--is something to have lived for. And yet I question if those who now possess this land of plenty--this land of "milk and honey" ever give a thought for those who "Conquered the Wilderness" and made it a fit and safe abode for the millions of civilized men and women who now enjoy its blessings. End of the Project Gutenberg EBook of Reminiscences of a Pioneer by Colonel William Thompson