Right nigh the crick they was another road come out of the woods to the left-hand side, and switched into the road we was travelling, and used the same bridge to cross the crick by.

They was three or four houses here and there, with chimbleys built up on the outside of them, and blue smoke coming out.

We stood and looked at the sight before us and forgot all the troubles we had left behind, fur a couple of minutes--it all looked so peaceful and quiet and homeyfied and nice.
"Well," says the doctor, after we had stood there a piece, "I guess we better be moving on again, Danny." But jest as Sam, who was follering along behind with that suit case, picks it up and puts it on his head agin, they come a sound, from away off in the distance somewheres, that made him set it down quick.

And we all stops in our tracks and looks at each other.
It was the voice of a hound dog--not so awful loud, but clear and mellow and tuneful, and carried to us on the wind.

And then in a minute it come agin, sharper and quicker.