Whenever a person on the bank could speak to him he was invariably warned of the Fifteen Mile Falls.
"Look Bout, straanger, fur them 'ere Fifteen Mile Falls.

They'll jus' squeeze yeou sure'n daylight," was almost always the style of warning.
Paul hauled up to question one man who looked like a waterman, concerning the falls.

The fellow said he had gone over once on a raft, when the water was much higher.

"An' would yeou b'lieve it," he added, "one o' them 'ere wimmen were boun' an' determined tew come wuth us." "Did she go ?" asked Paul.
"Neow yeou jus' bet she did." "Well, how did she act ?" "I'll tell yeou straanger.

I tol' her tew go astern an' hol' on hard tew th' stake.