"We might go on all night, but we need to save our strength fur to-morrow.

What do you say to that little cove over thar on the west bank, Henry ?" "Looks as if it would be the right place," replied Henry, "and it is certainly time to stop.

The sun seems to go down faster here than it does In Kentucky." The twilight was spreading swiftly over the arch from west to east as they entered the cove and tied "The Galleon" to a live oak.

Paul leaped joyfully ashore, glad to stretch his limbs again.

The others quickly followed, and they set about gathering wood to build a fire.