Just then a woman came to the river to get water.

Even so, how near would they stay to the river?

During his later years, he came back to the river every summer.

She went all the way to the river and turned north on a country road.

He wanted her to go down to the river with him.

The next morning, they went back to the river and called their friend's name.

We took people to the river and put them under.

I went up to the river after getting my work done.

The man asked her to lead him to the river - he was lost, and did not know how to get back.

Thought of him tonight as I walked down to the river.