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1Well, three or four months run along, and it was well into the winter now. I had been to school most all the time and
2could spell and read and write just a little, and could say the multiplication table up to six times seven is
3thirty-five, and I don't reckon I could ever get any further than that if I was to live forever. I don't take no stock
4in mathematics, anyway. At first I hated the school, but by-and-by I got so I could stand it. Whenever I got uncommon
5tired I played hookey, and the hiding I got next day done me good and cheered me up. So the longer I went to school the
6easier it got to be. I was getting sort of used to the widow's ways, too, and they warn't so raspy on me. Living in a
7house and sleeping in a bed pulled on me pretty tight mostly, but before the cold weather I used to slide out and sleep
8in the woods sometimes, and so that was a rest to me. I liked the old ways best, but I was getting so I liked the new
9ones, too, a little bit. The widow said I was coming along slow but sure, and doing very satisfactory. She said she
10warn't ashamed of me. One morning I happened to turn over the salt-cellar at breakfast. I reached for some of it as
11quick as I could to throw over my left shoulder and keep off the bad luck, but Miss Watson was in ahead of me, and
12crossed me off. She says, "Take your hands away, Huckleberry; what a mess you are always making!" The widow put in a
13good word for me, but that warn't going to keep off the bad luck, I knowed that well enough. I started out, after
14breakfast, feeling worried and shaky, and wondering where it was going to fall on me, and what it was going to be. There
15is 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
16poked along low-spirited and on the watch-out. I went down to the front garden and clumb over the stile where you go
17through the high board fence. There was an inch of new snow on the ground, and I seen somebody's tracks. They had come
18up from the quarry and stood around the stile a while, and then went on around the garden fence. It was funny they
19hadn't come in, after standing around so. I couldn't make it out. It was very curious, somehow. I was going to follow
20around, but I stooped down to look at the tracks first. I didn't notice anything at first, but next I did. There was a
21cross in the left boot-heel made with big nails, to keep off the devil. I was up in a second and shinning down the hill.
22I looked over my shoulder every now and then, but I didn't see nobody. I was at Judge Thatcher's as quick as I could get
23there. He said: "Why, my boy, you are all out of breath. Did you come for your interest?" "No, sir," I says; "is there
24some for me?" "Oh, yes, a half-yearly is in, last night--over a hundred and fifty dollars. Quite a fortune for you. You
25had better let me invest it along with your six thousand, because if you take it you'll spend it." "No, sir," I says, "I
26don't want to spend it. I don't want it at all--nor the six thousand, nuther. I want you to take it; I want to give it
27to you--the six thousand and all." He looked surprised. He couldn't seem to make it out. He says: "Why, what can you
28mean, my boy?" I says, "Don't you ask me no questions about it, please. You'll take it--won't you?" He says: "Well, I'm
29puzzled. Is something the matter?" "Please take it," says I, "and don't ask me nothing--then I won't have to tell no
30lies." He studied a while, and then he says: "Oho-o! I think I see. You want to sell all your property to me--not give
31it. That's the correct idea." Then he wrote something on a paper and read it over, and says: "There; you see it says
32'for a consideration.' That means I have bought it of you and paid you for it. Here's a dollar for you. Now you sign
33it." So I signed it, and left. Miss Watson's nigger, Jim, had a hair-ball as big as your fist, which had been took out
34of the fourth stomach of an ox, and he used to do magic with it. He said there was a spirit inside of it, and it knowed
35everything. So I went to him that night and told him pap was here again, for I found his tracks in the snow. What I
36wanted to know was, what he was going to do, and was he going to stay? Jim got out his hair-ball and said something over
37it, and then he held it up and dropped it on the floor. It fell pretty solid, and only rolled about an inch. Jim tried
38it again, and then another time, and it acted just the same. Jim got down on his knees, and put his ear against it and
39listened. But it warn't no use; he said it wouldn't talk. He said sometimes it wouldn't talk without money. I told him I
40had an old slick counterfeit quarter that warn't no good because the brass showed through the silver a little, and it
41wouldn'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
42every time. (I reckoned I wouldn't say nothing about the dollar I got from the judge.) I said it was pretty bad money,
43but maybe the hair-ball would take it, because maybe it wouldn't know the difference. Jim smelt it and bit it and rubbed
44it, and said he would manage so the hair-ball would think it was good. He said he would split open a raw Irish potato
45and stick the quarter in between and keep it there all night, and next morning you couldn't see no brass, and it
46wouldn't feel greasy no more, and so anybody in town would take it in a minute, let alone a hair-ball. Well, I knowed a
47potato would do that before, but I had forgot it. Jim put the quarter under the hair-ball, and got down and listened
48again. This time he said the hair-ball was all right. He said it would tell my whole fortune if I wanted it to. I says,
49go on. So the hair-ball talked to Jim, and Jim told it to me. He says: "Yo' ole father doan' know yit what he's a-gwyne
50to do. Sometimes he spec he'll go 'way, en den agin he spec he'll stay. De bes' way is to res' easy en let de ole man
51take his own way. Dey's two angels hoverin' roun' 'bout him. One uv 'em is white en shiny, en t'other one is black. De
52white one gits him to go right a little while, den de black one sail in en bust it all up. A body can't tell yit which
53one gwyne to fetch him at de las'. But you is all right. You gwyne to have considable trouble in yo' life, en considable
54joy. Sometimes you gwyne to git hurt, en sometimes you gwyne to git sick; but every time you's gwyne to git well agin.
55Dey's two gals flyin' 'bout you in yo' life. One uv 'em's light en t'other one is dark. One is rich en t'other is po'.
56You's gwyne to marry de po' one fust en de rich one by en by. You wants to keep 'way fum de water as much as you kin, en
57don't run no resk, 'kase it's down in de bills dat you's gwyne to git hung." When I lit my candle and went up to my room
58that night there sat pap his own self!
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