35On the morow wente Ionathas forth in to the felde, at the tyme appoynted of Dauid, and a litle boy with him,
36and sayde vnto ye boy: Runne and seke me the arowes which I shute. Whan the boy ranne, he shot an arowe ouer him.
37And whan the boy came to the place whither Ionathas had shot ye arowe, Ionathas cryed after him, and sayde: The arowe lyeth yonderwarde before the.
38And he cryed after him agayne: haist the, and stonde not styll. Then the boy gathered vp Ionothas arowes, and brought them to his lorde.
39And the boy knewe nothinge, onely Ionathas and Dauid knewe of ye matter.
40Then Ionathas gaue his boy his wapes and sayde vnto him: Go thy waye, and cary them in to the cite.