After a little pause, however, we united in
thinking that we _could_ hear the sound of voices, and the dip of oars.
But, you can hear a long way in those countries, and there was a bend of
the river before us, and nothing was to be seen except such waters and
such banks as we were now in the eighth day (and might, for the matter of
our feelings, have been in the eightieth), of having seen with anxious
eyes.
It was soon decided to put a man ashore, who should creep through the
wood, see what was coming, and warn the rafts. The rafts in the meantime
to keep the middle of the stream. The man to be put ashore, and not to
swim ashore, as the first thing could be more quickly done than the
second. The raft conveying him, to get back into mid-stream, and to hold
on along with the other, as well is it could, until signalled by the man.
In case of danger, the man to shift for himself until it should be safe
to take him on board again. I volunteered to be the man.
We knew that the voices and oars must come up slowly against the stream;
and our seamen knew, by the set of the stream, under which bank they
would come. I was put ashore accordingly. The raft got off well, and I
broke into the wood.
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