Having ordered my dinner and found my room, I threw down my knapsack and then came out again to smoke an ante-prandial pipe, listen to the evensong of the stream, and think great thoughts.
Well, I know it as The Singing Stream. If you can find it under that name, you are welcome.
We went up the stream and down the stream, on one side.
I looked at the brown eyes, and they turned away observantly down the stream. I followed them, and they turned away inquiringly up the stream.
In the very first minute the close group of horsemen drew out, and it could be seen that they were approaching the stream in two's and three's and one behind another.
Frou-Frou, excited and over-nervous, had lost the first moment, and several horses had started before her, but before reaching the stream, Vronsky, who was holding in the mare with all his force as she tugged at the bridle, easily overtook three, and there were left in front of him Mahotin's chestnut Gladiator, whose hind-quarters were moving lightly and rhythmically up and down exactly in front of Vronsky, and in front of all, the dainty mare Diana bearing Kuzovlev more dead than alive.
He looked a moment at his "unsteadfast footing," then let his gaze wander to the swirling water of the stream
racing madly beneath his feet.
This, Captain Bonneville was assured by a veteran hunter in his company, was the great valley of the Seedske-dee; and the same informant would have fain persuaded him that a small stream
, three feet deep, which he came to on the
A half-hour of rapid travelling across the swampy neck of land and over the rising promontory brought Tarzan, by a short cut, to the inward bend of the winding river, and there before him upon the bosom of the stream
he saw the dugout, and in its stern Nikolas Rokoff.
Forsooth, there is a lake in me, sequestered and self-sufficing; but the stream
of my love beareth this along with it, down--to the sea!
At length they emerged upon a stream
of clear water, one of the forks of Powder River, and to their great joy beheld once more wide grassy meadows, stocked with herds of buffalo.
So quietly did the little stream
drip and ripple its way through the canyon that it spoke only in faint and occasional gurgles.