I peeped out through the willow branches, and there it was--a skiff, away across the water.

I couldn't tell how many was in it.

It kept a-coming, and when it was abreast of me I see there warn't but one man in it.

Think's I, maybe it's pap, though I warn't expecting him.

He dropped below me with the current, and by and by he came a-swinging up shore in the easy water, and he went by so close I could a reached out the gun and touched him.