to offer those smiling pictures of successful husbandry that
so much abound farther north. A somber, or it might be
better to say a sober, aspect gave dignity to the
landscape, which, if not actually grand, had, at least, most
of the elements that characterize the noble in nature.

But Fuller, at the moment, was less struck with the
scenery, charming as that certainly was, than with the
statue-like and immovable form on the little promontory. A
single tree shaded the spot where the stranger stood, but
it cast its shadows toward the west, at that early hour,
leaving the erect and chiseled form in clear sun-light.
Stimulated by curiosity, and hoping to learn something
that might aid him in his search from one as curious as
himself, Fuller turned aside, and, instead of descending to
the spot where Peter had the boat ready for his reception,
he crossed a pleasant meadow, in the direction of the tree.

Several times did our traveler stop to gaze on that
immovable form. A feeling of superstition came over him
when he saw that not the smallest motion, nor relief of
limb or attitude, was made for the ten minutes that his eye
had rested on the singular and strange object. At he drew
nearer, however, the outlines became more and more
distinct, and he fancied that the form was actually naked.
Then the truth became apparent: it was a native of the
forest, in his summer garb, who had thrown aside his
blanket, and stood in his leggings, naked. Phidias could not
have cut in stone a more faultless form; for active,
healthful youth had given to it the free and noble air of