Tom Sawyer Abroad 87
and so it seemed foolish to sleep and not make the most of it; I mightn't ever have such a chance again.
We went a-fishing again in the early dawn, and then lazied around all day in the deep shade on an island, taking turn about to watch and see that none of the animals come a-snooping around there after erronorts for dinner. We was going to leave the next day, but couldn't, it was too lovely.
The day after, when we rose up toward the sky and sailed off eastward, we looked back and watched that place till it warn't nothing but just a speck in the Desert, and I tell you it was like saying good-bye to a friend that you ain't ever going to see any more.
Jim was thinking to himself, and at last he says:
" Mars Tom, we's mos' to de end er de Desert now, I speck."
"Well, hit stanJ to reason we is. You knows how long we's been a-skimmin' over it. Mus' be mos' out o' san*. Hit's a wonder to me dat it's hilt out as long as it has."
" Shucks, there's plenty sand, you needn't worry."
" Oh, I ain't a-worryin', Mars Tom, only wonderin', dat's all. De Lord's got plenty san', I ain't doubtin' dat; but nemmine, He ain't gwyne to was'e it jist on dat account; en I allows dat dis Desert's plenty big enough now, jist de way she is, en you can't spread her out no mo' 'dout was'in' san'."
"Oh, go 'long! we ain't much more than fairly