“Yes,” sez Martin; “I suppose so.”
“They both send missionaries to my people?”
“Yes,” sez Martin; “quite likely; of course they do.”
Al Faizi didn’t say nothin’, but he writ down quite a lot more; what it wuz I d’no.
But his face looked very thoughtful, and the light struck that jewelled cross on the back of his little book, and its rays streamed out as red as blood.
But he kinder shifted it a little after awhile, and a pure and lambient light gleamed from it.
Queer! I’d like to know what them stuns wuz.
I d’no what Josiah did think as he looked at that monument, but I had a sight of emotions, and of great size. And I sez to my pardner—
“One thing I am impressed by as I read of these dretful things done by men who thought they wuz doin’ right,” sez I, “it learns me to not be too set in my own way, even when I think I am right.”
Sez Josiah, “I always knew you wuz too sot!”