Work was his element, and nothing, it would seem, could tire or overcome those indurated muscles and vice-like nerves.
The only appellation with which he was ever known to be honored was that of "Teddy." Near the center of the canoe, which was of goodly size and straight, upon a bed of blankets, sat the wife of the young man in the stern.

A glance would have dissipated the slightest suspicion of her being anything other than a willing voyager upon the river.

There was the kindling eye and glowing cheek, the eager look that flitted hither and yon, and the buoyant feeling manifest in every movement, all of which expressed more of enthusiasm than of willingness merely.

Her constant questions to her husband or Teddy, kept up a continual run of conversation, which was now, for the first time, momentarily interrupted by the occurrence to which we have alluded.
At the moment we introduce them the young man was holding his paddle stationary and gazing off toward his right, where the splash in the water denoted the fall of the third stone.

His face wore an expression of puzzled surprise, mingled with which was a look of displeasure, as if he were "put out" at this manifestation.