As the day wore on and the sun climbed higher, its warmth made Samuel wish for the freedom of his Indian garb. How did these white men tolerate being covered from head to toe in heat-trapping clothing, even in warm weather?
Of greater concern, however, was the fact he didn’t seem to be close to finding Nils Bjorn. He was fairly certain he had followed the directions given and had not missed a turn in the trail, but still he began to worry he was on the wrong path.
He was just about ready to retrace his steps to be sure his course was correct when he came out of the trees into a clearing. There he saw a small, erratically shaped pen enclosed by a stack rail fence and beside it a ramshackle building made of logs and animal skins.
Off to the side was a garden, clearly in the final stages o
