? ? ? ? "Now, old Jim, you're a free man again, and I bet you won't ever be a slave no more."
? ? ? ? "En a mighty good job it wuz, too, Huck. It 'uz planned beautiful, en it 'uz done beautiful; en dey ain't nobody kin git up a plan dat's mo' mixed-up en splendid den what dat one wuz."
? ? ? ? We was all as glad as we could be, but Tom was the gladdest of all, because he had a bullet in the calf of his leg.
? ? ? ? When me and Jim heard that, we didn't feel so brash as what we did before. It was hurting him considerble, and bleeding; so we laid him in the wigwam and tore up one of the duke's shirts for to bandage him, but he says:
? ? ? ? "Gimme the rags, I can do it myself. Don't stop, now; don't fool around here, and the evasion booming along so handsome; man the sweeps, and set her loose! Boys, we done it elegant!- 'deed we did.
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