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souls,butiybreathforstanute.
theniraisedayell.avoiesays:
”goodlanisdatyou,honeydoankenonoise.”
itsvoiothingeversoundedsogoodbefore.irunalongthe
bankapiehegrabbedandhugged,hewas
sogladtosee.hesays:
”ladoks
beenheah;hesayhereeno
;soisjesdisartinderafdoouferde
crick,sostobeallreadyfortoshoveoutenleavesoonasjackes
agiellsforcertainyouisdead.laightygladtogit
youbackagain,honey.”
isays:
”allrightthatsghtygood;theye,ahink
ivebeenkilled,andfloateddoethingupthere
thatllhelpthehinksosodontyoulosenoti,jibutjust
shoveoffforthebigerasfastaseveryou.”
ineverfelteasytilltheraftilebelohereandoutinthe
ddleofthessissippi.thene,and
judgedthatore.ihadnthadabitetoeat
sioutsododgersandbutterlk,and
porkandcabbageahereaintnothingintheworldsogood
ysupperalkedandhada
goodti.ithefeuds,andsowas
jiogetathesp.hereelikea
raft,afterall.otherplasocraedupandsthery,buta
raftdont.youfeelghtyfreeandeasyandfortableonaraft.
chapterxix.
threedaysandnightsightsaytheysby,
theyslidalongsoquietandsothandlovely.hereisthe
ii.itonstrousbigriverdoetisale
andahalfes;soonas
nightostgoneoppednavigatingandtiedupnearlyalwaysin
thedeaderuohencutyoungttonwoodsand
.thenoutthelines.we
slidintotheriverandhadas,soastofreshenupandoloff;
thenheerkneedeep,
aasoundanylystill
justliketheetisthebullfrogs
acluttering,ybe.thefirstthingtosee,lookingaheer,
hatheotherside;youuldnt
kenothingelseout;thenapaleplathesky;thenrepaleness
spreadingaround;thentheriversoftenedupablack
agray;youuldseelittledarkspotsdriftingalongever
sofararadingshings;andlongblackstreaks
rafts;sotisyouuldhearasbledupvoices,
itesofar;andbyandbyyouuldseea
streakontheerhelookofthestreakthattheres
asnagthereinasakesthatstreak
lookthatistcurlupoffoftheer,andthe
eastreddensup,andtheriver,andyoukeoutalogintheedge
ofthehebankontothersideoftheriver,beinga
cheatssoyouthrh
itanyesfanningyoufrobr >
overthere,soolandfreshandsellonatofthewoods
andthefloetisnotthatheyveleftdead
fishlayingaround,garsandsudtheydogetprettyrank;a
youvegotthefullday,ahingslinginthesun,andthe
songbirdsjustgoingit
alittleskeuldioefishoffof
thelinesandokupahotbreakfast.andafterchthe
lonesonessoftheriver,andkindoflazyalong,andbyandbylazyoff
tosleep.oseeaybesee
asteaoatughingalongupstreasofarofftoheotherside
youuldnttellnothingaboutheronlyhersheewheelor
sidehenforaboutanhourtherebenothingtoheaor
nothingtoseejustsolidlonesoness.youdseearaftsliding
by,aaybeagalootonitchopping,becausetheyre
staledown
youdohing;youseethataxegoupagain,andbytheti
itsabovethehenyouhearthekkithadtookall
thattitoeovertheer.sointheday,lazying
around,listeningtothestillness.oherehickfog,andthe
raftsandthingsthatboats
.asbysocloseouldhear
thealkingandcussingandlaughihelain;but
seenosignoftheitdeyoufeelcras
carryingonthatsaidhebelievedits;
butisays:
”no;spiritssay,dethedefog.”
soonasitoutherouttoaboutthe
ddleheralone,aherfloathecurrented
herto;thenthepipes,anddangledsintheer,and
talkedaboutallkindsofthings,
osquitoesade
forfortable,andbesidesididntgo
clothes,nohow.
sotishatoourselvesforthelo
ti.yonderaybea
sparketisontheer
youuldseeasparkortaybe
youuldhearafiddleorasongingoverfroherafts.
itslovelytoliveonaraft.heskyupthere,allspeckled
,and
dishe
alloade,butialloheyhappened;ijudgeditwould
havetooktoolongtokesony.jiaidtheonuldalaidthe
hatlookedkindofreasonable,soididntsaynothingagainstit,
beostasny,soofurseituldbedone.
ostreakdo
alloheydgotspoiledandofthe.
onceor
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