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Huckleberry Finn - Chapter 18

CHAPTER XVIII
Col. Grangerford — Aristocracy — Feuds — The Testament — Recovering the Raft — The Woodpile — Pork and Cabbage
Col. Grangerford was a gentleman, you see.  He was a gentleman all over; and so was his family.  He was well born, as the saying is, and that's worth as much in a man as it is in a horse, so the Widow Douglas said, and nobody ever denied that she was of the first aristocracy in our town; and pap he always said it, too, though he warn't no more quality than a mudcat himself.  Col.  Grangerford was very tall and very slim, and had a darkish-paly complexion, not a sign of red in it anywheres; he was clean shaved every morning all over his thin face, and he had the thinnest kind of lips, and the thinnest kind of nostrils, and a high nose, and heavy eyebrows, and the blackest kind of eyes, sunk so deep back that they seemed like they was looking out of caverns at you, as you may say.

Huckleberry Finn - Chapter 17

CHAPTER XVII
An Evening Call — The Farm in Arkansaw — Interior Decorations — Stephen Dowling Bots — Poetical Effusions
In about a minute somebody spoke out of a window without putting his head out, and says: "Be done, boys!  Who's there?"
I says: "It's me."
"Who's me?"
"George Jackson, sir."
"What do you want?"
"I don't want nothing, sir.  I only want to go... ”

Huckleberry Finn - Chapter 16

CHAPTER XVI
Expectation — A White Lie — Floating Currency — Running by Cairo — Swimming Ashore
We slept most all day, and started out at night, a little ways behind a monstrous long raft that was as long going by as a procession.  She had four long sweeps at each end, so we judged she carried as many as thirty men, likely.  She had five big wigwams aboard, wide apart, and an open camp fire in the middle, and a tall flag-pole at each end.  There was a power of style about her.  It AMOUNTED to something being a raftsman on such a craft as that.

Huckleberry Finn - Chapters 14 & 15

CHAPTER XIV & XV
A General Good Time — The Harem — French
By and by, when we got up, we turned over the truck the gang had stole off of the wreck, and found boots, and blankets, and clothes, and all sorts of other things, and a lot of books, and a spyglass, and three boxes of seegars.  We hadn't ever been this rich before in neither of our lives.  The seegars was prime.  We laid off all the afternoon in the woods talking, and me reading the books, and having a general good time. I told Jim all about what happened inside the wreck and at the ferryboat, and I said these kinds of things was adventures; but he said he didn't want no more adventures.

Huckleberry Finn - Chapters 12 & 13

CHAPTER XII & XIII
Slow Navigation — Borrowing Things — Boarding the Wreck — The Plotters — Hunting for the Boat
It must a been close on to one o'clock when we got below the island at last, and the raft did seem to go mighty slow.  If a boat was to come along we was going to take to the canoe and break for the Illinois shore; and it was well a boat didn't come, for we hadn't ever thought to put the gun in the canoe, or a fishing-line, or anything to eat.  We was in ruther too much of a sweat to think of so many things.  It warn't good judgment to put EVERYTHING on the raft.

Huckleberry Finn - Chapter 11

CHAPTER XI
Huck and the Woman — The Search — Prevarication — Going to Goshen
"Come in," says the woman, and I did.  She says:  "Take a cheer."I done it.  
She looked me all over with her little shiny eyes, and says: "What might your name be?"
"Sarah Williams."
"Where 'bouts do you live?  In this neighborhood?"
"No'm.  In Hookerville, seven mile below.  I've walked all the way and I'm all tired out.”
 

Huckleberry Finn - Chapters 9 & 10

CHAPTER IX & X
The Cave — The Floating House
I wanted to go and look at a place right about the middle of the island that I'd found when I was exploring; so we started and soon got to it, because the island was only three miles long and a quarter of a mile wide.This place was a tolerable long, steep hill or ridge about forty foot high. We had a rough time getting to the top, the sides was so steep and the bushes so thick.  We tramped and clumb around all over it, and by and by found a good big cavern in the rock, most up to the top on the side towards Illinois.

Huckleberry Finn - Chapters 7 & 8

CHAPTER VII & VIII
Laying for Him — Locked in the Cabin — Sinking the Body — Resting
"Git up!  What you 'bout?"
I opened my eyes and looked around, trying to make out where I was.  It was after sun-up, and I had been sound asleep.  Pap was standing over me looking sour and sick, too.  He says:
"What you doin' with this gun?”

Huckleberry Finn - Chapters 4, 5, & 6

CHAPTER IV, V, & VI
Huck and the Judge — Superstition
WELL, three or four months run along, and it was well into the winter now. I had been to school most all the time and could spell and read and write just a little, and could say the multiplication table up to six times seven is thirty-five, and I don't reckon I could ever get any further than that if I was to live forever.  I don't take no stock in mathematics, anyway.
At first I hated the school, but by and by I got so I could stand it. Whenever I got uncommon tired I played hookey, and the hiding I got next day done me good and cheered me up.

Huckleberry Finn - Chapters 2 & 3

CHAPTER II & III
The Boys Escape Jim — Tom Sawyer's Gang — Deep-laid Plans
We went tiptoeing along a path amongst the trees back towards the end of the widow's garden, stooping down so as the branches wouldn't scrape our heads. When we was passing by the kitchen I fell over a root and made a noise.  We scrouched down and laid still.  Miss Watson's big nigger, named Jim, was setting in the kitchen door; we could see him pretty clear, because there was a light behind him.