What's that you've got ?" "Pretty things! fine things!" cried the little girl enthusiastically, holding up two glittering fragments of mica.

"When we goes back to home I'll give them to brother Bob." "You'll see prettier things than them soon," said the man confidently.
"You just wait a bit.

I was going to tell you though--you remember when we left the river ?" "Oh, yes." "Well, we reckoned we'd strike another river soon, d'ye see.

But there was somethin' wrong; compasses, or map, or somethin', and it didn't turn up.

Water ran out.