"I've traveled from it as much as fifty miles in every direction, north, south, east, an' west, an' I ain't never seed its match.

I reckon I'm somethin' of a traveler, but every time I come back to Townsville, I think all the more of it, seein' how much better it is than anything else." Dick glanced at the mountaineer, and saw that there could be no doubt of his sincerity.
"You're a lucky man, Mr.Petty," he said, "to live in the finest place in the world." "Yes, if I don't get drug off to the war.

I'm not hankerin' for fightin' an' I don't know much what the war's about though I'm for the Union, fust to last, an' that's the way most of the people 'bout here feel.
Turn your heads ag'in, friends, an' take another look at Townsville." Dick and Whitley glanced back and saw only the blank gray wall of the mountain.

Petty laughed.

He was the finest laugher that Dick had ever heard.