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
One night we catched a little section of a lumber raft, nice pine planks. It was twelve foot wide and about fifteen or sixteen foot long, and the top stood above water six or seven inches, a solid, level floor. We could see saw-logs go by in the daylight sometimes, but we let them go; we didn't show ourselves in daylight. Another night when we was up at the head of the island, just before daylight, here comes a frame-house down, on the west side. She was a two-story, and tilted over considerable. We paddled out and got aboard, clumb in at an upstairs window. But it was too dark to see yet, so we made the canoe fast and set in her to wait for daylight. The light begun to come before we got to the foot of the island. Then we looked in at the window. We could make out a bed, and a table, and two old chairs, and lots of things around about on the floor, and there was clothes hanging against the wall. There was something laying on the floor in the far corner that looked like a man. So Jim says: "Hello, you!" But it didn't budge. So I hollered again, and then Jim says: "De man ain't asleep, he's dead. You hold still, I'll go en see." He went, and bent down and looked, and says: "It's a dead man. Yes, indeedy; naked, too. He's ben shot in de back. I reck'n he's ben dead two er three days. Come in, Huck, but doan' look at his face, it's
too gashly." I didn't look at him at all. Jim throwed some old rags over him, but he needn't done it; I didn't want to see him. There was heaps of old greasy cards scattered around over the floor, and old whisky bottles, and a couple of masks made out of black cloth; and all over the walls was the ignorantest kind of words and pictures made with charcoal. There was two old dirty calico dresses, and a sun-bonnet, and some women's underclothes hanging against the wall, and some men's clothing, too. We put the lot into the canoe, it might come good. There was a boy's old speckled straw hat on the floor; I took that, too. And there was a bottle that had had milk in it, and it had a rag stopper for a baby to suck. We would a took the bottle, but it was broke. There was a seedy old chest, and an old hair trunk with the hinges broke. They stood open, but there wasn’t nothing left in them that was any account. The way things was scattered about we reckoned the people left in a hurry, and wasn’t fixed so as to carry off most of their stuff. We got an old tin lantern, and a butcher-knife with-out any handle, and a bran-new Barlow knife worth two bits in any store, and a lot of tallow candles, and a tin candlestick, and a gourd, and a tin cup, and a ratty old bedquilt off the bed, and a reticule with needles and pins and beeswax and buttons and thread and all such truck in it, and a hatchet and some nails, and a fishline as thick as my little finger with some mon-strous hooks on it, and a
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One night we catched a little section <strong>of</strong> a lumber raft,<br />
nice pine planks. It was twelve foot wide and about fifteen<br />
or sixteen foot long, and the top stood above water six or<br />
seven inches, a solid, level floor.<br />
We could see saw-logs go by in the daylight sometimes,<br />
but we let them go; we didn't show ourselves in daylight.<br />
Another night when we was up at the head <strong>of</strong> the island,<br />
just before daylight, here <strong>com</strong>es a frame-house down, on<br />
the west side. She was a two-story, and tilted over<br />
considerable. We paddled out and got aboard, clumb in at<br />
an upstairs window. But it was too dark to see yet, so we<br />
made the canoe fast and set in her to wait for daylight.<br />
<strong>The</strong> light begun to <strong>com</strong>e before we got to the foot <strong>of</strong> the<br />
island. <strong>The</strong>n we looked in at the window. We could make<br />
out a bed, and a table, and two old chairs, and lots <strong>of</strong><br />
things around about on the floor, and there was clothes<br />
hanging against the wall. <strong>The</strong>re was something laying on<br />
the floor in the far corner that looked like a man. So Jim<br />
says:<br />
"Hello, you!"<br />
But it didn't budge. So I hollered again, and then Jim<br />
says:<br />
"De man ain't asleep, he's dead. You hold still, I'll go en<br />
see."<br />
He went, and bent down and looked, and says:<br />
"It's a dead man. Yes, indeedy; naked, too.<br />
He's ben shot in de back. I reck'n he's ben dead two er<br />
three days. Come in, Huck, but doan' look at his face, it's