Chapter 22

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One morning about eleven o'clock they came in sight of Murphy's. It was only a mining-settlement of the most primitive description. A few tents and cabins, with rough, bearded men scattered here and there, intent upon working their claims, gave it a picturesque appearance, which it has lost now. It was then a more important place than at present, however, for the surface diggings are exhausted, and it is best known-to-day by its vicinity to the famous Calaveras grove of big trees. "So this is Murphy's?" said Ben, rather disappointed. "It doesn't seem to be much of a place." "You didn't expect to see a regular town, did you?" asked Bradley. "I don't know. I hardly knew what to expect. It seems a rough place." "And I suppose the people seem rough, too?" "So they are in appearance; but y

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