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THEY
asked
us
considerable
many
questions
;
wanted
to
know
what
we
covered
up
the
raft
that
way
for
,
and
laid
by
in
the
daytime
instead
of
running
--
was
Jim
a
runaway
nigger
?
Says
I
:
"
Goodness
sakes
!
would
a
runaway
nigger
run
SOUTH
?
"
No
,
they
allowed
he
would
n't
.
I
had
to
account
for
things
some
way
,
so
I
says
:
"
My
folks
was
living
in
Pike
County
,
in
Missouri
,
where
I
was
born
,
and
they
all
died
off
but
me
and
pa
and
my
brother
Ike
.
Pa
,
he
'
lowed
he
'd
break
up
and
go
down
and
live
with
Uncle
Ben
,
who
's
got
a
little
one-horse
place
on
the
river
,
forty-four
mile
below
Orleans
.
Pa
was
pretty
poor
,
and
had
some
debts
;
so
when
he
'd
squared
up
there
war
n't
nothing
left
but
sixteen
dollars
and
our
nigger
,
Jim
.
That
war
n't
enough
to
take
us
fourteen
hundred
mile
,
deck
passage
nor
no
other
way
.
Well
,
when
the
river
rose
pa
had
a
streak
of
luck
one
day
;
he
ketched
this
piece
of
a
raft
;
so
we
reckoned
we
'd
go
down
to
Orleans
on
it
.
Pa
's
luck
did
n't
hold
out
;
a
steamboat
run
over
the
forrard
corner
of
the
raft
one
night
,
and
we
all
went
overboard
and
dove
under
the
wheel
;
Jim
and
me
come
up
all
right
,
but
pa
was
drunk
,
and
Ike
was
only
four
years
old
,
so
they
never
come
up
no
more
.
Well
,
for
the
next
day
or
two
we
had
considerable
trouble
,
because
people
was
always
coming
out
in
skiffs
and
trying
to
take
Jim
away
from
me
,
saying
they
believed
he
was
a
runaway
nigger
.
We
do
n't
run
daytimes
no
more
now
;
nights
they
do
n't
bother
us
.
"
The
duke
says
:
"
Leave
me
alone
to
cipher
out
a
way
so
we
can
run
in
the
daytime
if
we
want
to
.
I
'll
think
the
thing
over
--
I
'll
invent
a
plan
that
'll
fix
it
.
We
'll
let
it
alone
for
to-day
,
because
of
course
we
do
n't
want
to
go
by
that
town
yonder
in
daylight
--
it
might
n't
be
healthy
.
"
Towards
night
it
begun
to
darken
up
and
look
like
rain
;
the
heat
lightning
was
squirting
around
low
down
in
the
sky
,
and
the
leaves
was
beginning
to
shiver
--
it
was
going
to
be
pretty
ugly
,
it
was
easy
to
see
that
.
So
the
duke
and
the
king
went
to
overhauling
our
wigwam
,
to
see
what
the
beds
was
like
.
My
bed
was
a
straw
tick
better
than
Jim
's
,
which
was
a
corn-shuck
tick
;
there
's
always
cobs
around
about
in
a
shuck
tick
,
and
they
poke
into
you
and
hurt
;
and
when
you
roll
over
the
dry
shucks
sound
like
you
was
rolling
over
in
a
pile
of
dead
leaves
;
it
makes
such
a
rustling
that
you
wake
up
.
Well
,
the
duke
allowed
he
would
take
my
bed
;
but
the
king
allowed
he
would
n't
.
He
says
:
"
I
should
a
reckoned
the
difference
in
rank
would
a
sejested
to
you
that
a
corn-shuck
bed
war
n't
just
fitten
for
me
to
sleep
on
.
Your
Grace
'll
take
the
shuck
bed
yourself
.
"
Jim
and
me
was
in
a
sweat
again
for
a
minute
,
being
afraid
there
was
going
to
be
some
more
trouble
amongst
them
;
so
we
was
pretty
glad
when
the
duke
says
:
