I was down here yesterday, and it hadn't risen at all.

I tell you, Harvey, you ought to live on the other side." "Or else you ought," said Harvey.
"No," said Harry; "this is my station." Harvey had no answer ready for this, but as they were hurriedly fastening Selim and the mule to trees near Lewston's cabin, he said: "Perhaps Mr.Lyons may come down and work the other end of the line." "He can't get off," said Harry.

"He has his own office to attend to.
And, besides, that wouldn't do.

We must work our own line, especially at the very beginning.

It would look nice--now, wouldn't it ?--to wait until Mr.Lyons could come over from Hetertown before we could commence operations!" "Well, what can we do ?" asked Harvey.
"Why, one of us must get across, somehow." "I don't see how it's going to be done," said Harvey, as they ran down to the edge of the water.