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In the morning the preacher rolled up his sleeves and assisted Jim in / preparing breakfast in the cabin on the hill, where he and Doc, in / addition to Keno and the miner, had spent the night. Doc had departed / at an early hour to take his morning meal at home. Keno was out in the / brush securing additional fuel, the supply of which was low.
"Jim," said Stowe, in the easy way so quickly adopted in the mines, / "how does the camp happen to have this one little child? There seem to / be no families, and that I can understand, for Bullionville is much the / same; but where did you get the pretty little boy?"