The adventures of Huckleberry Finn Mark TWAIN - Pitbook.com
The adventures of Huckleberry Finn Mark TWAIN - Pitbook.com The adventures of Huckleberry Finn Mark TWAIN - Pitbook.com
the men, I reckon I hadn't had time to before. I begun to think how dreadful it was, even for murderers, to be in such a fix. I says to myself, there ain't no telling but I might come to be a murderer myself yet, and then how would I like it So says I to Jim: "The first light we see we'll land a hundred yards below it or above it, in a place where it's a good hiding-place for you and the skiff, and then I'll go and fix up some kind of a yarn, and get somebody to go for that gang and get them out of their scrape, so they can be hung when their time comes." But that idea was a failure; for pretty soon it begun to storm again, and this time worse than ever. The rain poured down, and never a light showed; everybody in bed, I reckon. We boomed along down the river, watching for lights and watching for our raft. After a long time the rain let up, but the clouds stayed, and the lightning kept whimpering, and by and by a flash showed us a black thing ahead, floating, and we made for it. It was the raft, and mighty glad was we to get aboard of it again. We seen a light now away down to the right, on shore. So I said I would go for it. The skiff was half full of plunder which that gang had stole there on the wreck. We hustled it on to the raft in a pile, and I told Jim to float along down, and show a light when he judged he had gone about two mile, and keep it burning till I come; then I manned my oars and shoved for the light. As I got down towards it three or four more
showed, up on a hillside. It was a village. I closed in above the shore light, and laid on my oars and floated. As I went by I see it was a lantern hanging on the jackstaff of a double-hull ferryboat. I skimmed around for the watchman, a-wondering whereabouts he slept; and by and by I found him roosting on the bitts forward, with his head down between his knees. I gave his shoulder two or three little shoves, and begun to cry. He stirred up in a kind of a startlish way; but when he see it was only me he took a good gap and stretch, and then he says: "Hello, what's up Don't cry, bub. What's the trouble" I says: "Pap, and mam, and sis, and" Then I broke down. He says: "Oh, dang it now, don’t take on so; we all has to have our troubles, and this 'n 'll come out all right. What's the matter with 'em" "They're, they're, are you the watchman of the boat" "Yes," he says, kind of pretty-well-satisfied like. "I'm the captain and the owner and the mate and the pilot and watchman and head deck-hand; and sometimes I'm the freight and passengers. I ain't as rich as old Jim Hornback, and I can't be so blame' generous and good to Tom, Dick, and Harry as what he is, and slam around money the way he does; but I've told him a many a time 't I wouldn't trade places with him; for, says I, a sailor's life's the life for me, and I'm derned if I'd live two mile out
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showed, up on a hillside. It was a village. I closed in<br />
above the shore light, and laid on my oars and floated. As<br />
I went by I see it was a lantern hanging on the jackstaff <strong>of</strong><br />
a double-hull ferryboat. I skimmed around for the<br />
watchman, a-wondering whereabouts he slept; and by and<br />
by I found him roosting on the bitts forward, with his<br />
head down between his knees. I gave his shoulder two or<br />
three little shoves, and begun to cry.<br />
He stirred up in a kind <strong>of</strong> a startlish way; but when he<br />
see it was only me he took a good gap and stretch, and<br />
then he says:<br />
"Hello, what's up Don't cry, bub. What's the trouble"<br />
I says:<br />
"Pap, and mam, and sis, and"<br />
<strong>The</strong>n I broke down. He says:<br />
"Oh, dang it now, don’t take on so; we all has to have<br />
our troubles, and this 'n 'll <strong>com</strong>e out all right.<br />
What's the matter with 'em"<br />
"<strong>The</strong>y're, they're, are you the watchman <strong>of</strong> the boat"<br />
"Yes," he says, kind <strong>of</strong> pretty-well-satisfied like.<br />
"I'm the captain and the owner and the mate and the<br />
pilot and watchman and head deck-hand; and sometimes<br />
I'm the freight and passengers. I ain't as rich as old Jim<br />
Hornback, and I can't be so blame' generous and good to<br />
Tom, Dick, and Harry as what he is, and slam around<br />
money the way he does; but I've told him a many a time<br />
't I wouldn't trade places with him; for, says I, a sailor's<br />
life's the life for me, and I'm derned if I'd live two mile out