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"He has got use for it. How you talk, you better say; you don't know

nothing about it. He's got to have a rope-ladder; they all do."

"What in the nation can he do with it?"

"Do with it? He can hide it in his bed, can't he? That's what they all

do; and lie's got to, too. Huck, you don't ever seem to want to do anything

that's regular; you want to be starting something fresh all the time. Spose he

don't do nothing with it? ain't it there in his bed, for a clew, after he's gone?

and don't you reckon they'll want clews? Of course they will. And you

wouldn't leave them any? That would be a pretty howdy-do, wouldn't it! I

never heard of such a thing." ssssssssss

"Well," I says, "if it's in the regulations, and he's got to have it, all right,

let him have it; because I don't wish to go back on no regulations; but there's

one thing, Tom Sawyer -- if we go to tearing up our sheets to make Jim a rope-

ladder, we're going to get into trouble with Aunt Sally, just as sure as you're

born. Now, the way I look at it, a hickry-bark ladder don't cost nothing, and

don't waste nothing, and is just as good to load up a pie with, and hide in a straw

tick, as any rag ladder you can start; and as for Jim, he ain't had no experience,

and so Tie don't care what kind of a" ssssssssss

"Oh, shucks, Huck Finn, if I was as ignorant as you, I'd keep still -- that's

what rd do. Who ever heard of a state prisoner escaping by a hickry-bark

ladder? Why, it's perfectly ridiculous." ssssssssss

"Well, all right, Tom, fix it your own way; but if you'll take my advice,

you'll let me borrow a sheet off of the clothes-line."

He said that would do. And that give him another idea, and he says:

"Borrow a shirt, too."

"What do we want of a shirt, Tom?"

"Want it for Jim to keep a journal on."

"Journal your granny -- Jim can't write."

"Spose he can't write -- he can make marks on the shirt, can't he, if we

make him a pen out of an old pewter spoon or a piece of an old iron barrel-hoop?"

"Why, Tom, we can pull a feather out of a goose and make him a better one;

and quicker, too." ssssssssss

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