This creek'll be a snap alongside some of them Northern streams.

Five hundred pounds in one of them boats, an' two men can snake it along in a way that'd surprise you." At sunset the _Martha_ broke out her anchor and got under way, dipping her flag and saluting with a bomb gun.

The Union Jack ran up and down the staff, and Sheldon replied with his brass signal-cannon.

The miners pitched their tents in the compound, and cooked on the beach, while Tudor dined with Joan and Sheldon.
Their guest seemed to have been everywhere and seen everything and met everybody, and, encouraged by Joan, his talk was largely upon his own adventures.

He was an adventurer of adventurers, and by his own account had been born into adventure.