She says, “Take your hands away, Huckleberry what a mess you are always making!” The widow put in a good word for me, but that warn’t going to keep off the bad luck, I knowed that well enough.

I reached for some of it as quick as I could to throw over my left shoulder and keep off the bad luck, but Miss Watson was in ahead of me, and crossed me off. One morning I happened to turn over the salt-cellar at breakfast. The widow said I was coming along slow but sure, and doing very satisfactory. I liked the old ways best, but I was getting so I liked the new ones, too, a little bit. Living in a house and sleeping in a bed pulled on me pretty tight mostly, but before the cold weather I used to slide out and sleep in the woods sometimes, and so that was a rest to me. I was getting sort of used to the widow’s ways, too, and they warn’t so raspy on me. So the longer I went to school the easier it got to be. Whenever I got uncommon tired I played hookey, and the hiding I got next day done me good and cheered me up. I don’t take no stock in mathematics, anyway.Īt first I hated the school, but by and by I got so I could stand it. I had been to school most all the time and could spell and read and write just a little, and could say the multiplication table up to six times seven is thirty-five, and I don’t reckon I could ever get any further than that if I was to live forever. WELL, three or four months run along, and it was well into the winter now. You should visit Browse Happy and update your internet browser today! The embedded audio player requires a modern internet browser.

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