Henry knew that it must be very near, or it would have been wholly invisible on such a dark night.
"I think, Mrs.Newton," he said, "that this is the river of which you spoke, and the cliffs seem to drop down just as you said they would." The woman smiled.
"Yes," she said, "you've done well with my poor guess, and the boat must be hidden somewhere near here." Then she sank down with exhaustion, and the two older children, unable to walk farther, sank down beside her.

But the two who slept soundly on the shoulders of Long Jim and Tom Ross did not awaken.

Henry motioned to Jim and Tom to remain there, and Shif'less Sol bent upon them a quizzical and approving look.
"Didn't think it was in you, Jim Hart, you old horny-handed galoot," he said, "carryin' a baby that tender.

Knew Jim could sling a little black bar 'roun' by the tail, but I didn't think you'd take to nussin' so easy." "I'd luv you to know, Sol Hyde," said Jim Hart in a tone of high condescension, "that Tom Ross an' me are civilized human bein's.

In face uv danger we are ez brave ez forty thousand lions, but with the little an' the weak we're as easy an' kind an' soft ez human bein's are ever made to be." "You're right, old hoss," said Tom Ross.
"Well," said the shiftless one, "I can't argify with you now, ez the general hez called on his colonel, which is me, an' his major, which is Paul, to find him a nice new boat like one o' them barges o' Clepatry that Paul tells about, all solid silver, with red silk sails an' gold oars, an' we're meanin' to do it." Fortune was with them, and in a quarter of an hour they discovered, deep among bushes growing in the shallow water, a large, well-made boat with two pairs of oars and with small supplies of parched corn and venison hidden in it.
"Good luck an' bad luck come mixed," said the shift-less one, "an' this is shorely one o' our pieces o' good luck.