FROM THE OPENING PARAGRAPHS: "CHAPTER 1: IMPRISONED IN A WAGON: AS HE JOLTED ON HIS WAGON SEAT, STOPPING AND STARTING HIS HORESES, THEN STOPPING THEM AGAIN, DANIEL BOONE WAS NOT HAPPY. FOR IRKSOME HOURS DAY AFTER DAY HIS IMPATIENCE HAD GROWN, WHILE HE WAITED FOR THE ENGINEERS FAR AHEAD TO CHOP OUR OF THE PENNSYLVANIA FOREST THE BUMPY ROAD OVER WHICH HE WAS TRAVELING. THIS WAS A POOR, SNAIL'S WAY FOR A WOODSMAN TO MOVE. DANIEL'S FEET LONGED TO...