He uttered a cry of terror and despair as he went down, and another Spaniard uttered a similar cry at the same moment.

Both cries were cut off short by mouthfuls of the Mississippi, but the two Spaniards came up a moment later, and began to wade hastily to the shore.

Each cast a frightened glance behind him, and saw their boat disappearing on the river's bosom, carrying the two evil spirits with it.
"I shorely enjoyed that," said Shif'less Sol, as the oars bent beneath his powerful stroke.

"That Spaniard's face as he woke up an' found hisself whirled out into the Mississippi wuz the funniest thing I ever seed, an' I had the fun, too, without hurting him.

It ain't often, Paul, that you kin do what you need to do an' be full o' laugh, too, an' so when the time comes I make the most o' it." "It was worth seeing," said Henry, "and we've been in great luck, too.
There, hear 'em! They've got the water out of their mouths and are giving tongue again! Pull, Sol! Pull!" Loud shouts came from the sentinels who had risen from their bath and it was followed by cries in the Spanish camp.