I throwed the paddle down. I heard the whoop
again; it was behind me yet, but in a different place;
it kept coming, and kept changing its place, and I kept
answering, till by and by it was in front of me again,
and I knowed the current had
swung the canoe's head
down-stream, and I was all right if that was Jim and
not
some other raftsman hollering.