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“Goodness gracious, is dat you, Huck? En you ain’ dead–you ain’ drownded–you’s back agin? It’s
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“Drinkin’? Has I ben a-drinkin’? Has I had a chance to be a-drinkin’?”
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and by laid down in the canoe to smoke a pipe and lay out a plan. I says to myself, they’ll follow
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that killed me and took the things. They won’t ever hunt the river for anything but my dead
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I took a good gap and a stretch, and was just going to unhitch and start when I heard a sound away
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middle of the river, because pretty soon I would be passing the ferry landing, and people might see
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down on his blankets by and by; but luck didn’t run my way. He didn’t go sound asleep, but was
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him on the cheek–but I couldn’t see no snakes. He started and run round and round the cabin,
hollering “Take him off! take him off! he’s biting me on the neck!” I never see a man look so wild
in the eyes. Pretty soon he was all fagged out, and fell down panting; then he rolled over and over
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wolves away off in the woods, and it seemed terrible still. He was laying over by the corner. By
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alone!”
Then he went down on all fours and crawled off, begging them to let him alone, and he rolled
himself up in his blanket and wallowed in under the old pine table, still a-begging; and then he
went to crying. I could hear him through the blanket.
By and by he rolled out and jumped up on his feet looking wild, and he see me and went for me.
He chased me round and round the place with a clasp-knife, calling me the Angel of Death, and
saying he would kill me, and then I couldn’t come for him no more. I begged, and told him I was
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at last; I found an old rusty wood-saw without any handle; it was laid in between a rafter and the
clapboards of the roof. I greased it up and went to work. There was an old horse-blanket nailed
against the logs at the far end of the cabin behind the table, to keep the wind from blowing through
the chinks and putting the candle out. I got under the table and raised the blanket, and went to
work to saw a section of the big bottom log out–big enough to let me through. Well, it was a good
long job, but I was getting towards the end of it when I heard pap’s gun in the woods. I got rid of
the signs of my work, and dropped the blanket and hid my saw, and pretty soon pap come in.
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He said he would like to see the widow get me. He said he would watch out, and if they tried to
come any such game on him he knowed of a place six or seven mile off to stow me in, where they
might hunt till they dropped and they couldn’t find me. That made me pretty uneasy again, but
only for a minute; I reckoned I wouldn’t stay on hand till he got that chance.
The old man made me go to the skiff and fetch the things he had got. There was a fifty-pound sack
of corn meal, and a side of bacon, ammunition, and a four-gallon jug of whisky, and an old book
and two newspapers for wadding, besides some tow. I toted up a load, and went back and set