It was the variegated villainy and novelty of it that charmed us.

Salt crystals glitter in the sun about the shores of the lake.

In places they coat the ground like a brilliant crust of ice.
When I was a boy I somehow got the impression that the river Jordan was four thousand miles long and thirty-five miles wide.

It is only ninety miles long, and so crooked that a man does not know which side of it he is on half the time.

In going ninety miles it does not get over more than fifty miles of ground.