is stupefying in its simplicity. There is a straight
bamboo twenty feet high stuck like a mast in the yellow
soil. Near its top, through a slit, works another
horizontally,; at one end of it, a make-weight, a basket
filled with mud or stones, at the other a long- cane-
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reaching down like the line of a fisherman ; last of all
a bucket to hold water or mud,. as the case may be
I f it be water, your miner stands at the little pit’s mouth,
lowers the bucket, lets it fill and come up again, the
cane slipping through his fingers, and on its emerging,
tilts the water from it into a channel, down which it
runs yellow and turbid to swell the stream by the
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