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1When I got to camp I warn't feeling very brash, there warn't much sand in my craw; but I says, this ain't no time to be
2fooling around. So I got all my traps into my canoe again so as to have them out of sight, and I put out the fire and
3scattered the ashes around to look like an old last year's camp, and then clumb a tree. I reckon I was up in the tree
4two hours; but I didn't see nothing, I didn't hear nothing--I only thought I heard and seen as much as a thousand
5things. Well, I couldn't stay up there forever; so at last I got down, but I kept in the thick woods and on the lookout
6all the time. All I could get to eat was berries and what was left over from breakfast. By the time it was night I was
7pretty hungry. So when it was good and dark I slid out from shore before moonrise and paddled over to the Illinois
8bank--about a quarter of a mile. I went out in the woods and cooked a supper, and I had about made up my mind I would
9stay there all night when I hear a plunkety-plunk, plunkety-plunk, and says to myself, horses coming; and next I hear
10people's voices. I got everything into the canoe as quick as I could, and then went creeping through the woods to see
11what I could find out. I hadn't got far when I hear a man say: "We better camp here if we can find a good place; the
12horses is about beat out. Let's look around." I didn't wait, but shoved out and paddled away easy. I tied up in the old
13place, and reckoned I would sleep in the canoe. I didn't sleep much. I couldn't, somehow, for thinking. And every time I
14waked up I thought somebody had me by the neck. So the sleep didn't do me no good. By-and-by I says to myself, I can't
15live this way; I'm a-going to find out who it is that's here on the island with me; I'll find it out or bust. Well, I
16felt better right off. So I took my paddle and slid out from shore just a step or two, and then let the canoe drop along
17down amongst the shadows. The moon was shining, and outside of the shadows it made it most as light as day. I poked
18along well on to an hour, everything still as rocks and sound asleep. Well, by this time I was most down to the foot of
19the island. A little ripply, cool breeze begun to blow, and that was as good as saying the night was about done. I give
20her a turn with the paddle and brung her nose to shore; then I got my gun and slipped out and into the edge of the
21woods. I sat down there on a log, and looked out through the leaves. I see the moon go off watch, and the darkness begin
22to blanket the river. But in a little while I see a pale streak over the treetops, and knowed the day was coming. So I
23took my gun and slipped off towards where I had run across that camp fire, stopping every minute or two to listen. But I
24hadn't no luck somehow; I couldn't seem to find the place. But by-and-by, sure enough, I catched a glimpse of fire away
25through the trees. I went for it, cautious and slow. By-and-by I was close enough to have a look, and there laid a man
26on the ground. It most give me the fan-tods. He had a blanket around his head, and his head was nearly in the fire. I
27set there behind a clump of bushes, in about six foot of him, and kept my eyes on him steady. It was getting gray
28daylight now. Pretty soon he gapped and stretched himself and hove off the blanket, and it was Miss Watson's Jim! I bet
29I was glad to see him. I says: "Hello, Jim!" and skipped out. He bounced up and stared at me wild. Then he drops down on
30his knees, and puts his hands together and says: "Doan' hurt me--don't! I hain't ever done no harm to a ghos'. I alwuz
31liked dead people, en done all I could for 'em. You go en git in de river agin, whah you b'longs, en doan' do nuffn to
32Ole Jim, 'at 'uz awluz yo' fren'." Well, I warn't long making him understand I warn't dead. I was ever so glad to see
33Jim. I warn't lonesome now. I told him I warn't afraid of him telling the people where I was. I talked along, but he
34only set there and looked at me; never said nothing. Then I says: "It's good daylight. Le's get breakfast. Make up your
35camp fire good." "What's de use er makin' up de camp fire to cook strawbries en sich truck? But you got a gun, hain't
36you? Den we kin git sumfn better den strawbries." "Strawberries and such truck," I says. "Is that what you live on?" "I
37couldn' git nuffn else," he says. "Why, how long you been on the island, Jim?" "I come heah de night arter you's
38killed." "What, all that time?" "Yes--indeedy." "And ain't you had nothing but that kind of rubbage to eat?" "No,
39sah--nuffn else." "Well, you must be most starved, ain't you?" "I reck'n I could eat a hoss. I think I could. How long
40you ben on de islan'?" "Since the night I got killed." "No! W'y, what has you lived on? But you got a gun. Oh, yes, you
41got a gun. Dat's good. Now you kill sumfn en I'll make up de fire." So we went over to where the canoe was, and while he
42built a fire in a grassy open place amongst the trees, I fetched meal and bacon and coffee, and coffee-pot and
43frying-pan, and sugar and tin cups, and the nigger was set back considerable, because he reckoned it was all done with
44witchcraft. I catched a good big catfish, too, and Jim cleaned him with his knife, and fried him. When breakfast was
45ready we lolled on the grass and eat it smoking hot. Jim laid it in with all his might, for he was most about starved.
46Then when we had got pretty well stuffed, we laid off and lazied. By-and-by Jim says: "But looky here, Huck, who wuz it
47dat 'uz killed in dat shanty ef it warn't you?" Then I told him the whole thing, and he said it was smart. He said Tom
48Sawyer couldn't get up no better plan than what I had. Then I says: "How do you come to be here, Jim, and how'd you get
49here?" He looked pretty uneasy, and didn't say nothing for a minute. Then he says: "Maybe I better not tell." "Why,
50Jim?" "Well, dey's reasons. But you wouldn' tell on me ef I uz to tell you, would you, Huck?" "Blamed if I would, Jim."
51"Well, I b'lieve you, Huck. I--I run off." "Jim!" "But mind, you said you wouldn' tell--you know you said you wouldn'
52tell, Huck." "Well, I did. I said I wouldn't, and I'll stick to it. Honest injun, I will. People would call me a
53low-down Abolitionist and despise me for keeping mum--but that don't make no difference. I ain't a-going to tell, and I
54ain't a-going back there, anyways. So, now, le's know all about it." "Well, you see, it 'uz dis way. Ole missus--dat's
55Miss Watson--she pecks on me all de time, en treats me pooty rough, but she awluz said she wouldn' sell me down to
56Orleans. But I noticed dey wuz a nigger trader roun' de place considable lately, en I begin to git oneasy. Well, one
57night I creeps to de do' pooty late, en de do' warn't quite shet, en I hear old missus tell de widder she gwyne to sell
58me down to Orleans, but she didn' want to, but she could git eight hund'd dollars for me, en it 'uz sich a big stack o'
59money she couldn' resis'. De widder she try to git her to say she wouldn' do it, but I never waited to hear de res'. I
60lit out mighty quick, I tell you.
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