Huck Finn - Chapter 4

I was getting sort of used to the widow’s ways, too, and they warn’t so raspy on me.

I told him I had an old slick counterfeit quarter that warn’t no good because the brass showed through the silver a little, and it wouldn’t pass nohow, even if the brass didn’t show, because it was so slick it felt greasy, and so that would tell on it every time.

I told him I had an old slick counterfeit quarter that warn’t no good because the brass showed through the silver a little, and it wouldn’t pass nohow, even if the brass didn’t show, because it was so slick it felt greasy, and so that would tell on it every time.

Miss Watson’s nigger, Jim, had a hair-ball as big as your fist, which had been took out of the fourth stomach of an ox, and he used to do magic with it.

I had been to school most all the time, and could spell, and read, and write just a little, and could say the multiplication table up to six times seven is thirty-five, and I don’t reckon I could ever get any further than that if I was to live forever.

There is ways to keep off some kinds of bad luck, but this wasn’t one of them kind; so I never tried to do anything, but just poked along low-spirited and on the watch-out.

I told him I had an old slick counterfeit quarter that warn’t no good because the brass showed through the silver a little, and it wouldn’t pass nohow, even if the brass didn’t show, because it was so slick it felt greasy, and so that would tell on it every time.

I started out, after breakfast, feeling worried and shaky, and wondering where it was going to fall on me, and what it was going to be.

Jim smelt it, and bit it, and rubbed it, and said he would manage so the hair-ball would think it was good.

Dey’s two angels hoverin’ roun’ ’bout him.

One uv ’em is white en shiny, en ’tother one is black.

They had come up from the quarry and stood around the stile a while, and then went on around the garden fence.

I was going to follow around, but I stooped down to look at the tracks first.

Sometimes he spec he’ll go ’way, en den agin he spec he’ll stay.

I was getting sort of used to the widow’s ways, too, and they warn’t so raspy on me.

There is ways to keep off some kinds of bad luck, but this wasn’t one of them kind; so I never tried to do anything, but just poked along low-spirited and on the watch-out.

De white one gits him to go right, a little while, den de black one sail in en bust it all up.

I went down the front garden and clumb over the stile, where you go through the high board fence.

You better let me invest it along with your six thousand, because if you take it you’ll spend it."

I had been to school most all the time, and could spell, and read, and write just a little, and could say the multiplication table up to six times seven is thirty-five, and I don’t reckon I could ever get any further than that if I was to live forever.

There was an inch of new snow on the ground, and I seen somebody’s tracks.

There was a cross in the left boot-heel made with big nails, to keep off the devil.

There was an inch of new snow on the ground, and I seen somebody’s tracks.

One morning I happened to turn over the salt-cellar at breakfast.

You wants to keep ’way fum de water as much as you kin, en don’t run no resk, ’kase it’s down in de bills dat you’s gwyne to git hung."

I told him I had an old slick counterfeit quarter that warn’t no good because the brass showed through the silver a little, and it wouldn’t pass nohow, even if the brass didn’t show, because it was so slick it felt greasy, and so that would tell on it every time.

He said he would split open a raw Irish potato and stick the quarter in between and keep it there all night, and next morning you couldn’t see no brass, and it wouldn’t feel greasy no more, and so anybody in town would take it in a minute, let alone a hair-ball.

I reached for some of it as quick as I could, to throw over my left shoulder and keep off the bad luck, but Miss Watson was in ahead of me, and crossed me off.

I couldn’t make it out.

A body can’t tell, yit, which one gwyne to fetch him at de las’.

He said he would split open a raw Irish potato and stick the quarter in between and keep it there all night, and next morning you couldn’t see no brass, and it wouldn’t feel greasy no more, and so anybody in town would take it in a minute, let alone a hair-ball.

I started out, after breakfast, feeling worried and shaky, and wondering where it was going to fall on me, and what it was going to be.

He says: "Well I’m puzzled.

I had been to school most all the time, and could spell, and read, and write just a little, and could say the multiplication table up to six times seven is thirty-five, and I don’t reckon I could ever get any further than that if I was to live forever.

Whenever I got uncommon tired I played hookey, and the hiding I got next day done me good and cheered me up.

The widow said I was coming along slow but sure, and doing very satisfactory.

I started out, after breakfast, feeling worried and shaky, and wondering where it was going to fall on me, and what it was going to be.

Quite a fortune for you.

Jim smelt it, and bit it, and rubbed it, and said he would manage so the hair-ball would think it was good.

She said she warn’t ashamed of me.

He studied a while, and then he says: "Oho-o.

I had been to school most all the time, and could spell, and read, and write just a little, and could say the multiplication table up to six times seven is thirty-five, and I don’t reckon I could ever get any further than that if I was to live forever.

Whenever I got uncommon tired I played hookey, and the hiding I got next day done me good and cheered me up.

I was at Judge Thatcher’s as quick as I could get there.

It fell pretty solid, and only rolled about an inch.

De white one gits him to go right, a little while, den de black one sail in en bust it all up.

Then he wrote something on a paper and read it over, and says: "There- you see it says ’for a consideration.’

Jim got out his hair-ball, and said something over it, and then he held it up and dropped it on the floor.

I reached for some of it as quick as I could, to throw over my left shoulder and keep off the bad luck, but Miss Watson was in ahead of me, and crossed me off.

Whenever I got uncommon tired I played hookey, and the hiding I got next day done me good and cheered me up.

It was very curious, somehow.

There is ways to keep off some kinds of bad luck, but this wasn’t one of them kind; so I never tried to do anything, but just poked along low-spirited and on the watch-out.

Living in a house, and sleeping in a bed, pulled on me pretty tight, mostly, but before the cold weather I used to slide out and sleep in the woods, sometimes, and so that was a rest to me.

I don’t take no stock in mathematics, anyway.

He says: "Why, what can you mean, my boy?"

I said it was pretty bad money, but maybe the hair-ball would take it, because maybe it wouldn’t know the difference.

I didn’t notice anything at first, but next I did.

Well, I knowed a potato would do that, but I had forgot it.

He looked surprised.

He said he would split open a raw Irish potato and stick the quarter in between and keep it there all night, and next morning you couldn’t see no brass, and it wouldn’t feel greasy no more, and so anybody in town would take it in a minute, let alone a hair-ball.

You want to sell all your property to me- not give it.

I started out, after breakfast, feeling worried and shaky, and wondering where it was going to fall on me, and what it was going to be.

This time he said the hair-ball was all right.

He studied a while, and then he says: "Oho-o.

You wants to keep ’way fum de water as much as you kin, en don’t run no resk, ’kase it’s down in de bills dat you’s gwyne to git hung."

It was funny they hadn’t come in, after standing around so.

I went down the front garden and clumb over the stile, where you go through the high board fence.

I went down the front garden and clumb over the stile, where you go through the high board fence.

I had been to school most all the time, and could spell, and read, and write just a little, and could say the multiplication table up to six times seven is thirty-five, and I don’t reckon I could ever get any further than that if I was to live forever.

Jim tried it again, and then another time, and it acted just the same.

Did you come for your interest?"

A body can’t tell, yit, which one gwyne to fetch him at de las’.