Sellers that he'd better be on the move, for the line was certain to go to Stone's Landing.

Any one who looked at the line on the map, as it was laid down from day to day, would have been uncertain which way it was going; but Jeff had declared that in his judgment the only practicable route from the point they then stood on was to follow the divide to Stone's Landing, and it was generally understood that that town would be the next one hit.
"We'll make it, boys," said the chief, "if we have to go in a balloon." And make it they did In less than a week, this indomitable engineer had carried his moving caravan over slues and branches, across bottoms and along divides, and pitched his tents in the very heart of the city of Stone's Landing.
"Well, I'll be dashed," was heard the cheery voice of Mr.Thompson, as he stepped outside the tent door at sunrise next morning.

"If this don't get me.

I say, yon, Grayson, get out your sighting iron and see if you can find old Sellers' town.

Blame me if we wouldn't have run plumb by it if twilight had held on a little longer.