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"
Hello
,
you
!
"
But
it
did
n't
budge
.
So
I
hollered
again
,
and
then
Jim
says
:
"
De
man
ai
n'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
did
n't
look
at
him
at
all
.
Jim
throwed
some
old
rags
over
him
,
but
he
need
n't
done
it
;
I
did
n'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
war
n't
nothing
left
in
them
that
was
any
account
.
The
way
things
was
scattered
about
we
reckoned
the
people
left
in
a
hurry
,
and
war
n't
fixed
so
as
to
carry
off
most
of
their
stuff
We
got
an
old
tin
lantern
,
and
a
butcher-knife
without
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
monstrous
hooks
on
it
,
and
a
roll
of
buckskin
,
and
a
leather
dog-collar
,
and
a
horseshoe
,
and
some
vials
of
medicine
that
did
n't
have
no
label
on
them
;
and
just
as
we
was
leaving
I
found
a
tolerable
good
curry-comb
,
and
Jim
he
found
a
ratty
old
fiddle-bow
,
and
a
wooden
leg
.
The
straps
was
broke
off
of
it
,
but
,
barring
that
,
it
was
a
good
enough
leg
,
though
it
was
too
long
for
me
and
not
long
enough
for
Jim
,
and
we
could
n't
find
the
other
one
,
though
we
hunted
all
around
.
And
so
,
take
it
all
around
,
we
made
a
good
haul
.
When
we
was
ready
to
shove
off
we
was
a
quarter
of
a
mile
below
the
island
,
and
it
was
pretty
broad
day
;
so
I
made
Jim
lay
down
in
the
canoe
and
cover
up
with
the
quilt
,
because
if
he
set
up
people
could
tell
he
was
a
nigger
a
good
ways
off
.
I
paddled
over
to
the
Illinois
shore
,
and
drifted
down
most
a
half
a
mile
doing
it
.
I
crept
up
the
dead
water
under
the
bank
,
and
had
n't
no
accidents
and
did
n't
see
nobody
.
We
got
home
all
safe
.
AFTER
breakfast
I
wanted
to
talk
about
the
dead
man
and
guess
out
how
he
come
to
be
killed
,
but
Jim
did
n't
want
to
.
He
said
it
would
fetch
bad
luck
;
and
besides
,
he
said
,
he
might
come
and
ha
'n
t
us
;
he
said
a
man
that
war
n't
buried
was
more
likely
to
go
a-ha
'n
ting
around
than
one
that
was
planted
and
comfortable
.
That
sounded
pretty
reasonable
,
so
I
did
n't
say
no
more
;
but
I
could
n't
keep
from
studying
over
it
and
wishing
I
knowed
who
shot
the
man
,
and
what
they
done
it
for
.
