Objects can be seen double the distance that you could see them on the banks of the Mississippi.

That butte, which you think is only ten miles off, appears to me fifteen, or rather more; and I therefore calculate that it is at least thirty miles distant from the spot where we now are." "Impossible!" exclaimed Basil, eyeing the butte.

"Why, I can see the seams of the rocks on its sides, and trees, I fancy, growing upon its top." "Well," continued Lucien, "with all that you'll find I am not far from the mark.

But let us strike for it, since you wish it.

We shall meet with water there, I suppose; take notice, however,--we'll have to _journey all day before reaching it_; and we may consider ourselves fortunate if we get there before night-fall." Lucien's prudence was not too great.