Every individual waded over, then, and stood upon the further bank.

The water was not quite breast deep, any where.

If it had been more, we could hardly have accomplished the feat, for the strong current would have swept us down the stream, and we would have been exhausted and drowned before reaching a place where we could make a landing.

The main object compassed, the drooping, miserable party sat down to wait for the sun again, for all wanted to see the water as well as feel it.

But it was too cold a pastime.