Forester was surprised.

He did not know how much skill in such feats Marco had acquired by his gymnastics in New York.
After this, Forester and Marco clambered up some rocks on an elevated summit, where they had a fine view of the village below them.

They could trace the river, winding through the valley, with the green intervals on both sides of it.

They could see the village and the streets, with the spire of the meeting-house in the center.

The mill-pond was in full view also; and Marco's attention was attracted by a boat, which he saw gliding over the surface of the water.
"O! there is a boat," said Marco.
"Yes," said Forester.