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"
No
,
sah
;
not
as
I
knows
on
.
"
So
Tom
turns
to
the
nigger
,
which
was
looking
wild
and
distressed
,
and
says
,
kind
of
severe
:
"
What
do
you
reckon
's
the
matter
with
you
,
anyway
?
What
made
you
think
somebody
sung
out
?
"
"
Oh
,
it
's
de
dad-blame
'
witches
,
sah
,
en
I
wisht
I
was
dead
,
I
do
.
Dey
's
awluz
at
it
,
sah
,
en
dey
do
mos
'
kill
me
,
dey
sk
'
yers
me
so
.
Please
to
do
n't
tell
nobody
'
bout
it
sah
,
er
ole
Mars
Silas
he
'll
scole
me
;
'
kase
he
say
dey
AI
N'T
no
witches
.
I
jis
'
wish
to
goodness
he
was
heah
now
--
DEN
what
would
he
say
!
I
jis
'
bet
he
couldn
'
fine
no
way
to
git
aroun
'
it
DIS
time
.
But
it
's
awluz
jis
'
so
;
people
dat
's
SOT
,
stays
sot
;
dey
wo
n't
look
into
noth
'n'
en
fine
it
out
f
'
r
deyselves
,
en
when
YOU
fine
it
out
en
tell
um
'
bout
it
,
dey
doan
'
b
'
lieve
you
.
"
Tom
give
him
a
dime
,
and
said
we
would
n't
tell
nobody
;
and
told
him
to
buy
some
more
thread
to
tie
up
his
wool
with
;
and
then
looks
at
Jim
,
and
says
:
"
I
wonder
if
Uncle
Silas
is
going
to
hang
this
nigger
.
If
I
was
to
catch
a
nigger
that
was
ungrateful
enough
to
run
away
,
I
would
n't
give
him
up
,
I
'd
hang
him
.
"
And
whilst
the
nigger
stepped
to
the
door
to
look
at
the
dime
and
bite
it
to
see
if
it
was
good
,
he
whispers
to
Jim
and
says
:
"
Do
n't
ever
let
on
to
know
us
.
And
if
you
hear
any
digging
going
on
nights
,
it
's
us
;
we
're
going
to
set
you
free
"
Jim
only
had
time
to
grab
us
by
the
hand
and
squeeze
it
;
then
the
nigger
come
back
,
and
we
said
we
'd
come
again
some
time
if
the
nigger
wanted
us
to
;
and
he
said
he
would
,
more
particular
if
it
was
dark
,
because
the
witches
went
for
him
mostly
in
the
dark
,
and
it
was
good
to
have
folks
around
then
.
IT
would
be
most
an
hour
yet
till
breakfast
,
so
we
left
and
struck
down
into
the
woods
;
because
Tom
said
we
got
to
have
SOME
light
to
see
how
to
dig
by
,
and
a
lantern
makes
too
much
,
and
might
get
us
into
trouble
;
what
we
must
have
was
a
lot
of
them
rotten
chunks
that
's
called
fox-fire
,
and
just
makes
a
soft
kind
of
a
glow
when
you
lay
them
in
a
dark
place
.
We
fetched
an
armful
and
hid
it
in
the
weeds
,
and
set
down
to
rest
,
and
Tom
says
,
kind
of
dissatisfied
:
