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THE ADVENTURES OF 



childish humor which he would display on such occasions, 

 my friend sometimes gave him the nickname of " Sun- 

 beam." 



Next to the child came 1'Encuerado, an Indian of the 

 Mistec race a strange mixture of delicacy, simplicity, 

 kindness, candor, and obstinacy. In the interval that had 

 elapsed since I first met him, twelve years before, in the 

 Terre-Chaude, he had become my friend as much as my 



servant. But he was never happy in a town, and was al- 

 ways praising wild life, even the inconveniences of the soli- 

 tudes in which he had been born. 



" What a pity that it is so dark," said Lucien, whom 

 Sumichrast was leading by the hand. 



