Mavor's--she is a saint, of
course--and that fellow Craig's. What a trump he is!--and without his
religion he'd be pretty much like the rest of us. It is too much for
me.'
His mystery was not mine. The Black Rock varieties of religion were
certainly startling; but there was undoubtedly the streak of reality
though them all, and that discovery I felt to be a distinct gain.
CHAPTER VII
THE FIRST BLACK ROCK COMMUNION
The gleam of the great fire through the windows of the great camp gave
a kindly welcome as we drove into the clearing in which the shanties
stood. Graeme was greatly touched at his enthusiastic welcome by the
men. At the supper-table he made a little speech of thanks for their
faithfulness during his absence, specially commending the care and
efficiency of Mr. Nelson, who had had charge of the camp. The men
cheered wildly, Baptiste's shrill voice leading all. Nelson being called
upon, expressed in a few words his pleasure at seeing the Boss back, and
thanked the men for their support while he had been in charge.
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