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    Adventures of Huckleberry Finn, Chapters 31 to 35
    Adventures of Huckleberry Finn, Chapters 31 to 35
    Adventures of Huckleberry Finn, Chapters 31 to 35
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    Adventures of Huckleberry Finn, Chapters 31 to 35

    By Mark Twain

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    Release dateNov 26, 2013
    Adventures of Huckleberry Finn, Chapters 31 to 35
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    Mark Twain

    Mark Twain, who was born Samuel L. Clemens in Missouri in 1835, wrote some of the most enduring works of literature in the English language, including The Adventures of Tom Sawyer and The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn. Personal Recollections of Joan of Arc was his last completed book—and, by his own estimate, his best. Its acquisition by Harper & Brothers allowed Twain to stave off bankruptcy. He died in 1910. 

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      Adventures of Huckleberry Finn, Chapters 31 to 35 - Mark Twain

      HUCKLEBERRY FINN, By Mark Twain, Part 7.

      The Project Gutenberg EBook of Adventures of Huckleberry Finn, Part 7

      by Mark Twain (Samuel Clemens)

      This eBook is for the use of anyone anywhere at no cost and with

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      Title: Adventures of Huckleberry Finn, Part 7

      Chapters XXXI. to XXXV.

      Author: Mark Twain (Samuel Clemens)

      Release Date: June 28, 2004 [EBook #7106]

      Language: English

      *** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK HUCKLEBERRY FINN, PART 7. ***

      Produced by David Widger

      ADVENTURES

      OF

      HUCKLEBERRY FINN

      (Tom Sawyer's Comrade)

      By Mark Twain

      Part 7.

      CONTENTS.

      ILLUSTRATIONS.

      EXPLANATORY

      IN this book a number of dialects are used, to wit:  the Missouri negro dialect; the extremest form of the backwoods Southwestern dialect; the ordinary Pike County dialect; and four modified varieties of this last. The shadings have not been done in a haphazard fashion, or by guesswork; but painstakingly, and with the trustworthy guidance and support of personal familiarity with these several forms of speech.

      I make this explanation for the reason that without it many readers would suppose that all these characters were trying to talk alike and not succeeding.

      THE AUTHOR.

      HUCKLEBERRY FINN

      Scene:  The Mississippi Valley Time:  Forty to fifty years ago

      CHAPTER XXXI.

      WE dasn't stop again at any town for days and days; kept right along down the river.  We was down south in the warm weather now, and a mighty long ways from home.  We begun to come to trees with Spanish moss on them, hanging down from the limbs like long, gray beards.  It was the first I ever see it growing, and it made the woods look solemn and dismal.  So now the frauds reckoned they was out of danger, and they begun to work the villages again.

      First they done a lecture on temperance; but they didn't make enough for them both to get drunk on.  Then in another village they started a dancing-school; but they didn't know no more how to dance than a kangaroo does; so the first prance they made the general public jumped in and pranced them out of town.  Another time they tried to go at yellocution; but they didn't yellocute long till the audience got up and give them a solid good cussing, and made them skip out.  They tackled missionarying, and mesmerizing, and doctoring, and telling fortunes, and a little of everything; but they couldn't seem to have no luck.  So at last they got just about dead broke, and laid around the raft as she floated along, thinking and thinking, and never saying nothing, by the half a day at a time, and dreadful blue and desperate.

      And at last they took a change and begun to lay their heads together in the wigwam and talk low and confidential two or three hours at a time. Jim and me got uneasy.  We didn't like the look of it.  We judged they was studying up some kind of worse deviltry than ever.  We turned it over and over, and at last we made up our minds they was going to break into somebody's house or store, or was going into the counterfeit-money business, or something. So then we was pretty scared, and made up an agreement that we wouldn't have nothing in the world to do with such actions, and if we ever got the least show we would give them the cold shake and clear out and leave them behind. Well, early one morning we hid the raft in a good, safe place about two mile below a little bit of a shabby village named Pikesville, and the king he went ashore and told us all to stay hid whilst he went up to

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