“Did you ever go far from the valley?”
“Not very, sah; but I hunted ’round, maybe ten and a dozen miles away.”
“Suppose you find some spot that you recall thoroughly, will you go right to the valley?”
“Well, Massa Bill, I’ll go as near as I kin, and then let you decide what is ter be done.”
“All right; keep your eyes open, and see if you can find any place you remember to have seen before.”
“Yes, sah; I’m a-lookin’ hard, sah.”
They went on together for some miles, and the valley they were following opened into a larger one.
As they came out into the larger valley, the guide halted suddenly, rubbed his eyes, looked about him, and said earnestly:
“Massa Buf’ler Bill, I knows whar I is.”
“What do you recognize about this valley?”