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The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn

Chapter 18
COL. GRANGERFORD was a gentleman, you see. He was a gentleman all over;
and so was his family. He was well born, as the saying is, and that's worth as
much in a man as it is in a horse, so the Widow Douglas said, and nobody ever
denied that she was of the first aristocracy in our town; and pap he always said it,
too, though he warn't no more quality than a mudcat himself. Col. Grangerford
was very tall and very slim, and had a darkish-paly complexion, not a sign of red
in it anywheres; he was clean shaved every morning all over his thin face, and he
had the thinnest kind of lips, and the thinnest kind of nostrils, and a high nose,
and heavy eyebrows, and the blackest kind of eyes, sunk so deep back that they
seemed like they was looking out of caverns at you, as you may say. His
forehead was high, and his hair was black and straight and hung to his
shoulders. His hands was long and thin, and every day of his life he put on a
clean shirt and a full suit from head to foot made out of linen so white it hurt your
eyes to look at it; and on Sundays he wore a blue tail-coat with brass buttons on
it. He carried a mahogany cane with a silver head to it. There warn't no
frivolishness about him, not a bit, and he warn't ever loud. He was as kind as he
could be -- you could feel that, you know, and so you had confidence. Sometimes
he smiled, and it was good to see; but when he straightened himself up like a
liberty-pole, and the lightning begun to flicker out from under his eyebrows, you
wanted to climb a tree first, and find out what the matter was afterwards. He
didn't ever have to tell anybody to mind their manners -- everybody was always
good- mannered where he was. Everybody loved to have him around, too; he
was sunshine most always -- I mean he made it seem like good weather. When
he turned into a cloudbank it was awful dark for half a minute, and that was
enough; there wouldn't nothing go wrong again for a week.