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"
No
;
spirits
would
n't
say
,
'D
ern
the
dern
fog
.
'
"
Soon
as
it
was
night
out
we
shoved
;
when
we
got
her
out
to
about
the
middle
we
let
her
alone
,
and
let
her
float
wherever
the
current
wanted
her
to
;
then
we
lit
the
pipes
,
and
dangled
our
legs
in
the
water
,
and
talked
about
all
kinds
of
things
--
we
was
always
naked
,
day
and
night
,
whenever
the
mosquitoes
would
let
us
--
the
new
clothes
Buck
's
folks
made
for
me
was
too
good
to
be
comfortable
,
and
besides
I
did
n't
go
much
on
clothes
,
nohow
.
Sometimes
we
'd
have
that
whole
river
all
to
ourselves
for
the
longest
time
.
Yonder
was
the
banks
and
the
islands
,
across
the
water
;
and
maybe
a
spark
--
which
was
a
candle
in
a
cabin
window
;
and
sometimes
on
the
water
you
could
see
a
spark
or
two
--
on
a
raft
or
a
scow
,
you
know
;
and
maybe
you
could
hear
a
fiddle
or
a
song
coming
over
from
one
of
them
crafts
.
It
's
lovely
to
live
on
a
raft
.
We
had
the
sky
up
there
,
all
speckled
with
stars
,
and
we
used
to
lay
on
our
backs
and
look
up
at
them
,
and
discuss
about
whether
they
was
made
or
only
just
happened
.
Jim
he
allowed
they
was
made
,
but
I
allowed
they
happened
;
I
judged
it
would
have
took
too
long
to
MAKE
so
many
.
Jim
said
the
moon
could
a
LAID
them
;
well
,
that
looked
kind
of
reasonable
,
so
I
did
n't
say
nothing
against
it
,
because
I
've
seen
a
frog
lay
most
as
many
,
so
of
course
it
could
be
done
.
We
used
to
watch
the
stars
that
fell
,
too
,
and
see
them
streak
down
.
Jim
allowed
they
'd
got
spoiled
and
was
hove
out
of
the
nest
.
Once
or
twice
of
a
night
we
would
see
a
steamboat
slipping
along
in
the
dark
,
and
now
and
then
she
would
belch
a
whole
world
of
sparks
up
out
of
her
chimbleys
,
and
they
would
rain
down
in
the
river
and
look
awful
pretty
;
then
she
would
turn
a
corner
and
her
lights
would
wink
out
and
her
powwow
shut
off
and
leave
the
river
still
again
;
and
by
and
by
her
waves
would
get
to
us
,
a
long
time
after
she
was
gone
,
and
joggle
the
raft
a
bit
,
and
after
that
you
would
n't
hear
nothing
for
you
could
n't
tell
how
long
,
except
maybe
frogs
or
something
.
After
midnight
the
people
on
shore
went
to
bed
,
and
then
for
two
or
three
hours
the
shores
was
black
--
no
more
sparks
in
the
cabin
windows
.
These
sparks
was
our
clock
--
the
first
one
that
showed
again
meant
morning
was
coming
,
so
we
hunted
a
place
to
hide
and
tie
up
right
away
.
One
morning
about
daybreak
I
found
a
canoe
and
crossed
over
a
chute
to
the
main
shore
--
it
was
only
two
hundred
yards
--
and
paddled
about
a
mile
up
a
crick
amongst
the
cypress
woods
,
to
see
if
I
could
n't
get
some
berries
.
Just
as
I
was
passing
a
place
where
a
kind
of
a
cowpath
crossed
the
crick
,
here
comes
a
couple
of
men
tearing
up
the
path
as
tight
as
they
could
foot
it
.
I
thought
I
was
a
goner
,
for
whenever
anybody
was
after
anybody
I
judged
it
was
ME
--
or
maybe
Jim
.
I
was
about
to
dig
out
from
there
in
a
hurry
,
but
they
was
pretty
close
to
me
then
,
and
sung
out
and
begged
me
to
save
their
lives
--
said
they
had
n't
been
doing
nothing
,
and
was
being
chased
for
it
--
said
there
was
men
and
dogs
a-coming
.
They
wanted
to
jump
right
in
,
but
I
says
:
"
Do
n't
you
do
it
.
I
do
n't
hear
the
dogs
and
horses
yet
;
you
've
got
time
to
crowd
through
the
brush
and
get
up
the
crick
a
little
ways
;
then
you
take
to
the
water
and
wade
down
to
me
and
get
in
--
that
'll
throw
the
dogs
off
the
scent
.
"
They
done
it
,
and
soon
as
they
was
aboard
I
lit
out
for
our
towhead
,
and
in
about
five
or
ten
minutes
we
heard
the
dogs
and
the
men
away
off
,
shouting
.
We
heard
them
come
along
towards
the
crick
,
but
could
n't
see
them
;
they
seemed
to
stop
and
fool
around
a
while
;
then
,
as
we
got
further
and
further
away
all
the
time
,
we
could
n't
hardly
hear
them
at
all
;
by
the
time
we
had
left
a
mile
of
woods
behind
us
and
struck
the
river
,
everything
was
quiet
,
and
we
paddled
over
to
the
towhead
and
hid
in
the
cottonwoods
and
was
safe
.
