"Looks like a mighty good place for a man with as good a shotgun as that--ducks and geese the year round!" "Where are the other corners ?" I asked.
"That's to be determined," he answered.
To determine it, he tied his handkerchief about the felly of his buggy wheel, held a pocket compass in his left hand to drive by, picked out a tall rosin-weed to mark the course for me, and counted the times the handkerchief went round as the buggy traveled on.

He knew how many turns made a mile.

The horse's hoofs sucked in the wet sod as we got farther out into the marsh, and then the ground rose a little and we went up over a headland that juts out into the marsh; then we went down into the slew again, and finally stopped in a miry place where there was a flowing spring with tall yellow lady's-slippers and catkined willows growing around it.

After a few minutes of looking about, Burns found my southwest corner.

We made back to the edge of the slope, and Henderson L.looked off to the north in despair.
"My boy," said he, "I've actually located your two south corners, and you can run the south line yourself from these stakes.