Chapter 37

           THATwasallfixed.Sothenwewentawayandwenttotherubbage-pileinthebackyard,wheretheykeeptheoldboots,andrags,andpiecesofbottles,andwore-outtinthings,andallsuchtruck,andscratchedaroundandfoundanoldtinwashpan,andstoppeduptheholesaswellaswecould,tobakethepiein,andtookitdowncellarandstoleitfullofflourandstartedforbreakfast,andfoundacoupleofshingle-nailsthatTomsaidwouldbehandyforaprisonertoscrabblehisnameandsorrowsonthedungeonwallswith,anddroppedoneoftheminAuntSally’sapron-pocketwhichwashangingonachair,andt’otherwestuckinthebandofUncleSilas’shat,whichwasonthebureau,becauseweheardthechildrensaytheirpaandmawasgoingtotherunawaynigger’shousethismorning,andthenwenttobreakfast,andTomdroppedthepewterspooninUncleSilas’scoat-pocket,andAuntSallywasn’tcomeyet,sowehadtowaitalittlewhile.

           Andwhenshecomeshewashotandredandcross,andcouldn’thardlywaitfortheblessing;andthenshewenttosluicingoutcoffeewithonehandandcrackingthehandiestchild’sheadwithherthimblewiththeother,andsays:

           "I’vehuntedhighandI’vehuntedlow,anditdoesbeatallwhatHASbecomeofyourothershirt.

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