"
"Perhaps it was this-'Sufficient unto the day is the evil thereof.'"
"Perhaps it was. Is that from the Bible?"
"Yes."
"It might have been made a little stronger," said Bradley
thoughtfully. "The evil of some days is more than sufficient,
accordin' to my notion."
The two explorers camped out as usual, and the fatigue of their
day's tramp insured them a deep, refreshing sleep. The next day they
resumed their journey, and for several days to come no incident
worthy of mention varied the monotony of their march. Toward the
close of the fourth day they saw from a distance a figure
approaching them, who seemed desirous of attracting their attention.
Ben was the first to see him.
"Jake," said he, "look yonder!"
"It's a Chinee!" said Bradley, in surprise.
"How did the critter come here, in the name of wonder?"
"I suppose he is looking for gold as well as we."
"The heathen seems to be signalin' us. He's wavin' his arm."
This was the case. The Chinaman, for some reason, seemed to wish to
attract the attention of the newcomers. He stopped short, and waited
for Ben and Bradley to come up.
"Who are you, my yeller friend?" asked Bradley, when he was near
enough to be heard.
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