Part 5 (1/2)
He bounced up and stared at me wild Then he drops down on his knees, and puts his hands together and says:
”Doan' hurt hos' I alwuz liked dead people, en done all I could for 'es, en doan' do nuffn to Ole Ji hilad to see Jim I warn't loneso the people where I was I talked along, but he only set there and looked at ht Le's get breakfast Make up your caood”
”What's de use er makin' up de caun, hain't you? Den we kin git sumfn better den strawbries”
”Strawberries and such truck,” I says ”Is that what you live on?”
”I couldn' git nuffn else,” he says
”Why, how long you been on the island, Jiht arter you's killed”
”What, all that ti but that kind of rubbage to eat?”
”No, sah?nuffn else”
”Well, you must be most starved, ain't you?”
”I reck'n I could eat a hoss I think I could How long you ben on de islan'?”
”Since the night I got killed”
”No! W'y, what has you lived on? But you got a gun Oh, yes, you got a gun Dat's good Now you kill sumfn en I'll make up de fire”
So ent over to where the canoe was, and while he built a fire in a grassy open place ast the trees, I fetched -pan, and sugar and tin cups, and the nigger was set back considerable, because he reckoned it was all done itchcraft I catched a good big catfish, too, and Jim cleaned him with his knife, and fried hirass and eat it sht, for he was ot pretty well stuffed, we laid off and lazied By and by Jim says:
”But looky here, Huck, uz it dat 'uz killed in dat shanty ef it warn't you?”
Then I told hi, and he said it was set up no better plan than what I had Then I says:
”How do you coet here?”
He looked pretty uneasy, and didn't say nothing for a minute Then he says:
”Maybe I better not tell”
”Why, Jim?”
”Well, dey's reasons But you wouldn' tell on me ef I uz to tell you, would you, Huck?”