Part 4 (1/2)
Tohost, he hugged hi nalad Says I:
”What did you wait for, Tom? Why didn't you come up at first?”
”I dasn't, Huck I knowed soed down past me, but I didn't knoho it was in the dark It could 'a' been you, it could 'a' been Jim”
That was the ith To up till he knohere the professor was
The storht; and it was dreadful the way the thunder boo and screa, and the rain come down One second you couldn't see your hand before you, and the next you could count the threads in your coat-sleeve, and see a whole wide desert of waves pitching and tossing through a kind of veil of rain A stor there is, but it ain't at its best when you are up in the sky and lost, and it's wet and lonesome, and there's just been a death in the family
We set there huddled up in the bow, and talked low about the poor professor; and everybody was sorry for him, and sorry the world hadthe best he could, and hadn't a friend nor nobody to encourage hied There was plenty of clothes and blankets and everything at the other end, but we thought we'd ruther take the rain than goback there
CHAPTER V LAND
WE tried to ree back hoht coland that we o there, and co we done it
About ht the storun to feel comfortable and drowsy; so we stretched out on the lockers and went to sleep, and never woke up again till sun-up
The sea was sparkling like di's was all dry again
We went aft to find so we noticed was that there was a di in a compass back there under a hood
Then Tom was disturbed He says:
”You knohat that ot to stay on watch and steer this thing the sao wherever the ants her to”
”Well,” I says, ”what's she been doing since--er--since we had the accident?”
”Wandering,” he says, kinder troubled--”wandering, without any doubt
She's in a wind now that's blowing her south of east We don't kno long that's been going on, either”
So then he p'inted her east, and said he would hold her there till we rousted out the breakfast The professor had laid in everything a body could want; he couldn't 'a' been better fixed There wasn't noelse you could want, and a charcoal stove and the fixings for it, and pipes and cigars and matches; and wine and liquor, which warn't in our line; and books, and maps, and charts, and an accordion; and furs, and blankets, and no end of rubbish, like brass beads and brass jewelry, which To savages There was h fixed
After breakfast Tom learned me and Jim how to steer, and divided us all up into four-hour watches, turn and turn about; and when his watch was out I took his place, and he got out the professor's papers and pens and wrote a letter ho that had happened to us, and dated it ”IN THE WELKIN, APPROACHING ENGLAND,” and folded it together and stuck it fast with a red wafer, and directed it, and wrote above the direction, in big writing, ”FROM TOM SAWYER, THE ERRONORT,” and said it would stu in the mail I says:
”Tom Sawyer, this ain't no welkin, it's a balloon”
”Well, noho SAID it was a welkin, smarty?”
”You've wrote it on the letter, anyway”
”What of it? That don't ht it did Well, then, what is a welkin?”
I see in a minute he was stuck He raked and scraped around in his , so he had to say: