THE ADVENTURES OF TOM SAWYER - online book

Original Illustrated Version By Mark Twain

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WITCHES AND DEVILS,
67
" Lord, pap can tell, easy. Pap says when they keep looking at you right stiddy, they're a witching you. Specially if they mumble. Becuz when they mumble they're saying the Lord's Prayer back-ards."
" Say, Hucky, when you going to try the cat ? "                                                                 .
" To-night. I reckon they'll come after old Hoss Williams to-night."
"But they buried him Saturday. Didn't they get him Saturday night? "
" Why how you talk! How could their charms work till midnight ?— and then it's Sunday. Devils don't slosh around much of a Sunday, I don't reckon."
" I never thought of that. That's so. Lemme go with you?"
" Of course—if you ain't afeard."
"Afeard! 'Tain't likely. Will you meow?"
" Yes—and you meow back, if you get a chance. Last time, you kep' me a meowing around till old Hays went to throwing rocks at
me and says i Dern that cat! ' and so I hove a
MOTHER HOPKINS.
brick through his window—but don't you tell."
"I won't. I couldn't meow that night, becuz auntie was watching me, but I'll meow this time. Say—what's that ? "
"Nothing but a tick."
" Where'd you get him ? "
" Out in the woods.-"
" What'11 you take for him ? "
"I don't know. I don't want to sell him."
" All right. It's a mighty small tick, anyway."
" O, anybody can run a tick down that don't belong to them. I'm satisfied with it.- It's a good enough tick for me."