The sight of it satisfied him that the man on the opposite bank was his father, and nobody else.

If he had been a "haunt" he would not have needed a canoe to carry him across the bayou.
Having placed the canoe in the water Godfrey went back into the cane after the oars--the little craft was provided with rowlocks and propelled by oars instead of paddles--and in a few seconds more he was on Dan's side of the bayou.

The moment the canoe touched the bank he sprang out, and if one might judge by the cordial manner in which father and son greeted each other, they were glad to meet again.
"I didn't never expect to feel your grip no more, pap," said Dan, who was the first to speak, "an' I'm ridikilis proud to see you with this yere dug-out.

How came you by it, and whar did you git it ?" "I jest took it an' welcome," answered Godfrey.

"I wasn't goin' to swim over to the island every time I wanted to go there, was I ?" "In course not.