I would n't walk about much, either, at first," he continued, addressing Oscar.
"You 're weak, and must look out, and not overdo yourself.

This afternoon, when the horse is at leisure, Jerry shall give you a ride; so you had better not go far this forenoon." The river of which Jerry spoke is a small stream that has its source in the lake Oscar saw from the chamber window.

It flows in a south-westerly direction, crossing the road on which Mr.Preston lived, not far from his house.

A small bridge is thrown over the river at this point.

After breakfast, Jerry and Oscar walked down to this bridge, and then, leaving the road, followed the river through the fields and woods, to its fountain-head.