182 THE ADVENTURES OF HUCKLEBERRY FINN.
and Hank, and Joe, and Andy, and talked lazy and drawly, and used considerable many cuss-words. There was as many as one loafer leaning up against every awning-post, and he most always had his hands in his britches
pockets, except when he fetched them out to lend a chaw of tobacco or scratch. What a body was hearing amongst them, all the time was—
" Gimme a chaw 'v tobacker, Hank."
" Cain't—I hain't got but one chaw left. Ask Bill."
Maybe Bill he gives him a chaw ; maybe he lies and says he ain't got none. Some of them kinds of loafers never has a cent in the world, nor a chaw of tobacco of their own. They get all their chawing by borrowing—they say to a fellow, " I wisht you'd len' me a chaw, Jack, I jist this minute give Ben Thompson the last chaw I had ' —which is a lie, pretty much every time ; it don't fool nobody but a stranger ; but Jack ain't no stranger, so he says—
"You give him a chaw, did you ? so did your sister's cat's grandmother. You pay me back the chaws you've awready borry'd off'n me, Lafe Buckner, then I'll loan you one or two ton of it, and won't charge you no back intrust, nuther." " Well, I did pay you back some of it wunst."
" Yes, you did—'bout six chaws. You borry'd store tobacker and paid back nigger-head."