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The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn

Chapter 12
IT must a been close on to one o'clock when we got below the island at last, and
the raft did seem to go mighty slow. If a boat was to come along we was going to
take to the canoe and break for the Illinois shore; and it was well a boat didn't
come, for we hadn't ever thought to put the gun in the canoe, or a fishing-line, or
anything to eat. We was in ruther too much of a sweat to think of so many things.
It warn't good judgment to put EVERYTHING on the raft.
If the men went to the island I just expect they found the camp fire I built, and
watched it all night for Jim to come. Anyways, they stayed away from us, and if
my building the fire never fooled them it warn't no fault of mine. I played it as low
down on them as I could.
When the first streak of day began to show we tied up to a towhead in a big bend
on the Illinois side, and hacked off cottonwood branches with the hatchet, and
covered up the raft with them so she looked like there had been a cave-in in the
bank there. A towhead is a sandbar that has cottonwoods on it as thick as
harrow-teeth.
We had mountains on the Missouri shore and heavy timber on the Illinois side,
and the channel was down the Missouri shore at that place, so we warn't afraid of
anybody running across us. We laid there all day, and watched the rafts and
steamboats spin down the Missouri shore, and up-bound steamboats fight the
big river in the middle. I told Jim all about the time I had jabbering with that
woman; and Jim said she was a smart one, and if she was to start after us
herself she wouldn't set down and watch a camp fire -- no, sir, she'd fetch a dog.
Well, then, I said, why couldn't she tell her husband to fetch a dog? Jim said he
bet she did think of it by the time the men was ready to start, and he believed
they must a gone up-town to get a dog and so they lost all that time, or else we
 
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