Sometimes it took us a long while to do five or six metres through these rapid holes.

In two days we reached the goal of our journey.

I spent several days in this gold mine, where the watchman and his family were living.

As they were short of food, they had nothing to spare for me and consequently my rifle again served to nourish me, as well as contributing something to my hosts.
One day there appeared here a trained agriculturalist.

I did not hide because during my winter in the woods I had raised a heavy beard, so that probably my own mother could not have recognized me.