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Then
away
out
in
the
woods
I
heard
that
kind
of
a
sound
that
a
ghost
makes
when
it
wants
to
tell
about
something
that
's
on
its
mind
and
ca
n't
make
itself
understood
,
and
so
ca
n't
rest
easy
in
its
grave
,
and
has
to
go
about
that
way
every
night
grieving
.
I
got
so
down-hearted
and
scared
I
did
wish
I
had
some
company
.
Pretty
soon
a
spider
went
crawling
up
my
shoulder
,
and
I
flipped
it
off
and
it
lit
in
the
candle
;
and
before
I
could
budge
it
was
all
shriveled
up
.
I
did
n't
need
anybody
to
tell
me
that
that
was
an
awful
bad
sign
and
would
fetch
me
some
bad
luck
,
so
I
was
scared
and
most
shook
the
clothes
off
of
me
.
I
got
up
and
turned
around
in
my
tracks
three
times
and
crossed
my
breast
every
time
;
and
then
I
tied
up
a
little
lock
of
my
hair
with
a
thread
to
keep
witches
away
.
But
I
had
n't
no
confidence
.
You
do
that
when
you
've
lost
a
horseshoe
that
you
've
found
,
instead
of
nailing
it
up
over
the
door
,
but
I
had
n't
ever
heard
anybody
say
it
was
any
way
to
keep
off
bad
luck
when
you
'd
killed
a
spider
.
I
set
down
again
,
a-shaking
all
over
,
and
got
out
my
pipe
for
a
smoke
;
for
the
house
was
all
as
still
as
death
now
,
and
so
the
widow
would
n't
know
.
Well
,
after
a
long
time
I
heard
the
clock
away
off
in
the
town
go
boom
--
boom
--
boom
--
twelve
licks
;
and
all
still
again
--
stiller
than
ever
.
Pretty
soon
I
heard
a
twig
snap
down
in
the
dark
amongst
the
trees
--
something
was
a
stirring
.
I
set
still
and
listened
.
Directly
I
could
just
barely
hear
a
"
me-yow
!
me-yow
!
"
down
there
.
That
was
good
!
Says
I
,
"
me-yow
!
me-yow
!
"
as
soft
as
I
could
,
and
then
I
put
out
the
light
and
scrambled
out
of
the
window
on
to
the
shed
.
Then
I
slipped
down
to
the
ground
and
crawled
in
among
the
trees
,
and
,
sure
enough
,
there
was
Tom
Sawyer
waiting
for
me
.
We
went
tiptoeing
along
a
path
amongst
the
trees
back
towards
the
end
of
the
widow
's
garden
,
stooping
down
so
as
the
branches
would
n'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
.
He
got
up
and
stretched
his
neck
out
about
a
minute
,
listening
.
Then
he
says
:
"
Who
dah
?
"
He
listened
some
more
;
then
he
come
tiptoeing
down
and
stood
right
between
us
;
we
could
a
touched
him
,
nearly
.
Well
,
likely
it
was
minutes
and
minutes
that
there
war
n't
a
sound
,
and
we
all
there
so
close
together
.
There
was
a
place
on
my
ankle
that
got
to
itching
,
but
I
das
n't
scratch
it
;
and
then
my
ear
begun
to
itch
;
and
next
my
back
,
right
between
my
shoulders
.
Seemed
like
I
'd
die
if
I
could
n't
scratch
.
Well
,
I
've
noticed
that
thing
plenty
times
since
.
If
you
are
with
the
quality
,
or
at
a
funeral
,
or
trying
to
go
to
sleep
when
you
ai
n't
sleepy
--
if
you
are
anywheres
where
it
wo
n't
do
for
you
to
scratch
,
why
you
will
itch
all
over
in
upwards
of
a
thousand
places
.
Pretty
soon
Jim
says
:
"
Say
,
who
is
you
?
Whar
is
you
?
Dog
my
cats
ef
I
didn
'
hear
sumf
'n
.
Well
,
I
know
what
I
's
gwyne
to
do
:
I
's
gwyne
to
set
down
here
and
listen
tell
I
hears
it
agin
.
"
So
he
set
down
on
the
ground
betwixt
me
and
Tom
.
He
leaned
his
back
up
against
a
tree
,
and
stretched
his
legs
out
till
one
of
them
most
touched
one
of
mine
.
My
nose
begun
to
itch
.
It
itched
till
the
tears
come
into
my
eyes
.
But
I
das
n't
scratch
.
Then
it
begun
to
itch
on
the
inside
.
Next
I
got
to
itching
underneath
.
I
did
n't
know
how
I
was
going
to
set
still
.
This
miserableness
went
on
as
much
as
six
or
seven
minutes
;
but
it
seemed
a
sight
longer
than
that
.
I
was
itching
in
eleven
different
places
now
.
I
reckoned
I
could
n't
stand
it
more
'n
a
minute
longer
,
but
I
set
my
teeth
hard
and
got
ready
to
try
.
Just
then
Jim
begun
to
breathe
heavy
;
next
he
begun
to
snore
--
and
then
I
was
pretty
soon
comfortable
again
.
Tom
he
made
a
sign
to
me
--
kind
of
a
little
noise
with
his
mouth
--
and
we
went
creeping
away
on
our
hands
and
knees
.
When
we
was
ten
foot
off
Tom
whispered
to
me
,
and
wanted
to
tie
Jim
to
the
tree
for
fun
.
But
I
said
no
;
he
might
wake
and
make
a
disturbance
,
and
then
they
'd
find
out
I
war
n't
in
.
Then
Tom
said
he
had
n't
got
candles
enough
,
and
he
would
slip
in
the
kitchen
and
get
some
more
.
I
did
n't
want
him
to
try
.
I
said
Jim
might
wake
up
and
come
.
But
Tom
wanted
to
resk
it
;
so
we
slid
in
there
and
got
three
candles
,
and
Tom
laid
five
cents
on
the
table
for
pay
.
Then
we
got
out
,
and
I
was
in
a
sweat
to
get
away
;
but
nothing
would
do
Tom
but
he
must
crawl
to
where
Jim
was
,
on
his
hands
and
knees
,
and
play
something
on
him
.
I
waited
,
and
it
seemed
a
good
while
,
everything
was
so
still
and
lonesome
.
As
soon
as
Tom
was
back
we
cut
along
the
path
,
around
the
garden
fence
,
and
by
and
by
fetched
up
on
the
steep
top
of
the
hill
the
other
side
of
the
house
.
Tom
said
he
slipped
Jim
's
hat
off
of
his
head
and
hung
it
on
a
limb
right
over
him
,
and
Jim
stirred
a
little
,
but
he
did
n't
wake
.
Afterwards
Jim
said
the
witches
be
witched
him
and
put
him
in
a
trance
,
and
rode
him
all
over
the
State
,
and
then
set
him
under
the
trees
again
,
and
hung
his
hat
on
a
limb
to
show
who
done
it
.
