Almost within an arm's length was a little depression in the earth; it had been filled by a recent rain--a pool of
clear water.
The first place that I can well remember was a large pleasant meadow with a pond of
clear water in it.
And presently the canaries, who had heard all about Doctor Dolittle from birds of passage, came and led him to a beautiful spring of cool,
clear water where the canaries used to take their bath; and they showed him lovely meadows where the bird-seed grew and all the other sights of their island.
This was how it was: a spring of
clear water rose almost at the top of a knoll.
There is no restraint; there is space:
clear water around her, and a clear sky above her mastheads, with a landscape of green hills and charming bays opening around her anchorage.
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.
By that time I was very hungry, but after some searching I came upon some eatable herbs, and a spring of
clear water, and much refreshed I set out to explore the island.
Never mind -- I begin faintly to discern
clear water ahead where no examination breakers loom.
Riach, besides, announced from the top that he saw
clear water ahead.
It had been his companion for twelve years, always standing on the same spot, always lending its handle to him in the early morning, so that its form had an expression for him of willing helpfulness, and the impress of its handle on his palm gave a satisfaction mingled with that of having the fresh
clear water.
It might perhaps be interesting to explain to the gentle reader the beautiful chain of theories which go to prove that the tulip borrows its colors from the elements; perhaps we should give him pleasure if we were to maintain and establish that nothing is impossible for a florist who avails himself with judgment and discretion and patience of the sun's heat; the
clear water, the juices of the earth, and the cool breezes.
I blessed my specialist, I blessed Squire Rattray, I blessed the very villains who had brought us within each other's ken; and nowhere was my thanksgiving more fervent than in the deep cleft threaded by the beck; for here the shrewd yet gentle wind passed completely overhead, and the silence was purged of oppression by the ceaseless symphony of
clear water running over clean stones.
