"Do you t'ink God made all de world?"
"Oh, me t'ink so," said Wah Shin carelessly.
"An' eberyting He made 's got some use?"
"Oh, yes, allee tings got some use—mebbe."
"An' He made dese canyons?"
"Don't know 'bout dem," said Wah Shin dubiously.
"Wa'al, if God didn't make de canyons, who did?" asked Ike, with a manner that indicated his appreciation of the great weight of the question.
To confess ignorance of a subject is a manly habit which very few are addicted to. Wah Shin at once proved that he did not consider himself an authority on all matters, for he said, promptly and frankly:
"Me don't know."
"Dey aint got no use, ez I ken see," continued Ike, "an' it's my farm belief dat dat oder pusson ez goes roun' like a roarin' lion dug out dese yer canawls an' den found ez he had no watah to fill 'em up wid."