He said-- 'What is a person to do here when he wants a drink of water ?--drink this slush ?' 'Can't you drink it ?' 'I could if I had some other water to wash it with.' Here was a thing which had not changed; a score of years had not affected this water's mulatto complexion in the least; a score of centuries would succeed no better, perhaps.

It comes out of the turbulent, bank-caving Missouri, and every tumblerful of it holds nearly an acre of land in solution.

I got this fact from the bishop of the diocese.

If you will let your glass stand half an hour, you can separate the land from the water as easy as Genesis; and then you will find them both good: the one good to eat, the other good to drink.

The land is very nourishing, the water is thoroughly wholesome.