One roll after another dropped out, in a very singular manner.

Oliver thought that it was a very curious machine indeed, to take in wool in that way at one end, and drop it out in beautiful long rolls at the other.
"Now," said Jonas, after a few minutes, to Oliver, "I am going away farther, and shall come back here in about an hour.

You may go with me, or you may stay here,--just which you prefer." "Well," said Oliver, "I'll stay here." "Good-by, then," said Jonas; "I shall be back again in about an hour." So Jonas went down stairs, and Oliver began to walk about the room a little.

There was a window in the back side of the room, which he happened to pass pretty near to, and he stopped to look out at it.

He saw the dam and the waterfall below.