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1That was all fixed. So then we went away and went to the rubbage-pile in the back yard, where they keep the old boots,
2and rags, and pieces of bottles, and wore-out tin things, and all such truck, and scratched around and found an old tin
3washpan, and stopped up the holes as well as we could, to bake the pie in, and took it down cellar and stole it full of
4flour and started for breakfast, and found a couple of shingle-nails that Tom said would be handy for a prisoner to
5scrabble his name and sorrows on the dungeon walls with, and dropped one of them in Aunt Sally's apron-pocket which was
6hanging on a chair, and t'other we stuck in the band of Uncle Silas's hat, which was on the bureau, because we heard the
7children say their pa and ma was going to the runaway nigger's house this morning, and then went to breakfast, and Tom
8dropped the pewter spoon in Uncle Silas's coat-pocket, and Aunt Sally wasn't come yet, so we had to wait a little while.
9And when she come she was hot and red and cross, and couldn't hardly wait for the blessing; and then she went to
10sluicing out coffee with one hand and cracking the handiest child's head with her thimble with the other, and says:
11"I've hunted high and I've hunted low, and it does beat all what has become of your other shirt." My heart fell down
12amongst my lungs and livers and things, and a hard piece of corn-crust started down my throat after it and got met on
13the road with a cough, and was shot across the table, and took one of the children in the eye and curled him up like a
14fishing-worm, and let a cry out of him the size of a warwhoop, and Tom he turned kinder blue around the gills, and it
15all amounted to a considerable state of things for about a quarter of a minute or as much as that, and I would a sold
16out for half price if there was a bidder. But after that we was all right again--it was the sudden surprise of it that
17knocked us so kind of cold. Uncle Silas he says: "It's most uncommon curious, I can't understand it. I know perfectly
18well I took it off, because--" "Because you hain't got but one on. Just listen at the man! I know you took it off, and
19know it by a better way than your wool-gethering memory, too, because it was on the clo's-line yesterday--I see it there
20myself. But it's gone, that's the long and the short of it, and you'll just have to change to a red flann'l one till I
21can get time to make a new one. And it'll be the third I've made in two years. It just keeps a body on the jump to keep
22you in shirts; and whatever you do manage to do with 'm all is more'n I can make out. A body 'd think you would learn to
23take some sort of care of 'em at your time of life." "I know it, Sally, and I do try all I can. But it oughtn't to be
24altogether my fault, because, you know, I don't see them nor have nothing to do with them except when they're on me; and
25I don't believe I've ever lost one of them off of me." "Well, it ain't your fault if you haven't, Silas; you'd a done it
26if you could, I reckon. And the shirt ain't all that's gone, nuther. Ther's a spoon gone; and that ain't all. There was
27ten, and now ther's only nine. The calf got the shirt, I reckon, but the calf never took the spoon, that's certain."
28"Why, what else is gone, Sally?" "Ther's six candles gone--that's what. The rats could a got the candles, and I reckon
29they did; I wonder they don't walk off with the whole place, the way you're always going to stop their holes and don't
30do it; and if they warn't fools they'd sleep in your hair, Silas--you'd never find it out; but you can't lay the spoon
31on the rats, and that I know." "Well, Sally, I'm in fault, and I acknowledge it; I've been remiss; but I won't let
32to-morrow go by without stopping up them holes." "Oh, I wouldn't hurry; next year'll do. Matilda Angelina Araminta
33Phelps!" Whack comes the thimble, and the child snatches her claws out of the sugar-bowl without fooling around any.
34Just then the nigger woman steps on to the passage, and says: "Missus, dey's a sheet gone." "A sheet gone! Well, for the
35land's sake!" "I'll stop up them holes to-day," says Uncle Silas, looking sorrowful. "Oh, do shet up!--s'pose the rats
36took the sheet? Where's it gone, Lize?" "Clah to goodness I hain't no notion, Miss' Sally. She wuz on de clo'sline
37yistiddy, but she done gone: she ain' dah no mo' now." "I reckon the world is coming to an end. I never see the beat of
38it in all my born days. A shirt, and a sheet, and a spoon, and six can--" "Missus," comes a young yaller wench, "dey's a
39brass cannelstick miss'n." "Cler out from here, you hussy, er I'll take a skillet to ye!" Well, she was just a-biling. I
40begun to lay for a chance; I reckoned I would sneak out and go for the woods till the weather moderated. She kept
41a-raging right along, running her insurrection all by herself, and everybody else mighty meek and quiet; and at last
42Uncle Silas, looking kind of foolish, fishes up that spoon out of his pocket. She stopped, with her mouth open and her
43hands up; and as for me, I wished I was in Jeruslem or somewheres. But not long, because she says: "It's just as I
44expected. So you had it in your pocket all the time; and like as not you've got the other things there, too. How'd it
45get there?" "I reely don't know, Sally," he says, kind of apologizing, "or you know I would tell. I was a-studying over
46my text in Acts Seventeen before breakfast, and I reckon I put it in there, not noticing, meaning to put my Testament
47in, and it must be so, because my Testament ain't in; but I'll go and see; and if the Testament is where I had it, I'll
48know I didn't put it in, and that will show that I laid the Testament down and took up the spoon, and--" "Oh, for the
49land's sake! Give a body a rest! Go 'long now, the whole kit and biling of ye; and don't come nigh me again till I've
50got back my peace of mind." I'd a heard her if she'd a said it to herself, let alone speaking it out; and I'd a got up
51and obeyed her if I'd a been dead. As we was passing through the setting-room the old man he took up his hat, and the
52shingle-nail fell out on the floor, and he just merely picked it up and laid it on the mantel-shelf, and never said
53nothing, and went out. Tom see him do it, and remembered about the spoon, and says: "Well, it ain't no use to send
54things by him no more, he ain't reliable." Then he says: "But he done us a good turn with the spoon, anyway, without
55knowing it, and so we'll go and do him one without him knowing it--stop up his rat-holes." There was a noble good lot of
56them down cellar, and it took us a whole hour, but we done the job tight and good and shipshape. Then we heard steps on
57the stairs, and blowed out our light and hid; and here comes the old man, with a candle in one hand and a bundle of
58stuff in t'other, looking as absent-minded as year before last. He went a mooning around, first to one rat-hole and then
59another, till he'd been to them all. Then he stood about five minutes, picking tallow-drip off of his candle and
60thinking. Then he turns off slow and dreamy towards the stairs, saying: "Well, for the life of me I can't remember when
61I done it. I could show her now that I warn't to blame on account of the rats. But never mind--let it go. I reckon it
62wouldn't do no good." And so he went on a-mumbling up stairs, and then we left. He was a mighty nice old man. And always
63is.
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