It's lovely to live on a raft. We had the
sky up there, all speckled with stars, and we used to lay on our backs and
look up at them, and discuss about whether they was made or only just happened.
Jim he allowed they was made, but I allowed they happened; I judged it would
have took too long to make so many. Jim said the moon could 'a' laid them;
well, that looked kind of reasonable, so I didn't say nothing against it,
because I've seen a frog lay most as many, so of course, it could be done.
We used to watch the stars that fell, too, and see them streak down. Jim
allowed they'd got spoiled and was hove out of the nest. - Adventures of Huckleberry Finn |
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