"It's a mighty big river any time but is shorely gittin' to be like a sea now." They walked back to the little party by the fire.

The day had considerable coolness in it after the rain, and the warmth was still welcome.

Little was left for them to do and they still luxuriated in rest.

Like all woodsmen in those times who were compelled to endure long and most strenuous periods of toil and danger, they knew how to do nothing when the time came, and let Nature recuperate the tired faculties.
The brilliant sun shone on the river, the muddy waters were gilded with gold.

The east turned to rose, then to red, and after that came the shadows.