Like the Congress, she lay upon a sand bar, beyond fear of ramming.
I drifted on to a sand bar, and stopping there, I expected to die.
But the trouble is, the trail ends at the sand bar—ends absolutely.
"We won't get stuck on a sand bar, at any rate," reflected Louise.
Slowly the Dartaway backed off the sand bar and into a deeper channel.
The carriage was drawn to the ...