We were acquainted with them all.

Our natives had evidently never seen this river before.

They stared at it with surprise, and talked to each other.

Their total ignorance of the country, and of the direction in which they had walked, appeared when they were asked which way Rose Hill lay; for they pointed almost oppositely to it.

Of our compass they had taken early notice, and had talked much to each other about it.
They comprehended its use, and called it 'naamoro,' literally, "to see the way"; a more significant or expressive term cannot be found.
Supposing ourselves to be higher on the stream than Richmond Hill, we agreed to trace downward, or to the right hand.