NEXTday,towardsnight,welaidupunderalittlewillowtowheadoutinthemiddle,wheretherewasavillageoneachsideoftheriver,andthedukeandthekingbeguntolayoutaplanforworkingthemtowns. Jimhespoketotheduke,andsaidhehopeditwouldn’ttakebutafewhours,becauseitgotmightyheavyandtiresometohimwhenhehadtolayalldayinthewigwamtiedwiththerope. Yousee,whenwelefthimallalonewehadtotiehim,becauseifanybodyhappenedontohimallbyhimselfandnottieditwouldn’tlookmuchlikehewasarunawaynigger,youknow. SothedukesaiditWASkindofhardtohavetolayropedallday,andhe’dcipheroutsomewaytogetaroundit. Hewasuncommonbright,thedukewas,andhesoonstruckit. HedressedJimupinKingLear’soutfit–itwasalongcurtain-calicogown,andawhitehorse-hairwigandwhiskers;andthenhetookhistheaterpaintandpaintedJim’sfaceandhandsandearsandneckalloveradead,dull,solidblue,likeamanthat’sbeendrowndedninedays. Blamedifhewarn’tthehorriblestlookingoutrageIeversee. Thentheduketookandwroteoutasignonashingleso: SickArab–butharmlesswhennotoutofhishead. Andhenailedthatshingletoalath,andstoodthelathupfourorfivefootinfrontofthewigwam.Jimwassatisfied. Hesaiditwasasightbetterthanlyingtiedacoupleofyearseveryday,andtremblingallovereverytimetherewasasound. Theduketoldhimtomakehimselffreeandeasy,andifanybodyevercomemeddlingaround,hemusthopoutofthewigwam,andcarryonalittle,andfetchahowlortwolikeawildbeast,andhereckonedtheywouldlightoutandleavehimalone. Whichwassoundenoughjudgment;butyoutaketheaverageman,andhewouldn’twaitforhimtohowl. Why,hedidn’tonlylooklikehewasdead,helookedconsiderablemorethanthat. TheserapscallionswantedtotrytheNonesuchagain,becausetherewassomuchmoneyinit,buttheyjudgeditwouldn’tbesafe,becausemaybethenewsmightaworkedalongdownbythistime. Theycouldn’thitnoprojectthatsuitedexactly;soatlastthedukesaidhereckonedhe’dlayoffandworkhisbrainsanhourortwoandseeifhecouldn’tputupsomethingontheArkansawvillage;andthekingheallowedhewoulddropovertot’othervillagewithoutanyplan,butjusttrustinProvidencetoleadhimtheprofitableway–meaningthedevil,Ireckon. Wehadallboughtstoreclotheswherewestoppedlast;andnowthekingputhis’non,andhetoldmetoputmineon.Idoneit,ofcourse. Theking’sdudswasallblack,andhedidlookrealswellandstarchy. Ineverknowedhowclothescouldchangeabodybefore. Why,before,helookedliketheorneriestoldripthateverwas;butnow,whenhe’dtakeoffhisnewwhitebeaverandmakeabowanddoasmile,helookedthatgrandandgoodandpiousthatyou’dsayhehadwalkedrightoutoftheark,andmaybewasoldLeviticushimself. Jimcleanedupthecanoe,andIgotmypaddleready. Therewasabigsteamboatlayingattheshoreawayupunderthepoint,aboutthreemileabovethetown–beenthereacoupleofhours,takingonfreight.Saystheking: “Seein’howI’mdressed,IreckonmaybeIbetterarrivedownfromSt.LouisorCincinnati,orsomeotherbigplace.Goforthesteamboat,Huckleberry;we’llcomedowntothevillageonher.” Ididn’thavetobeorderedtwicetogoandtakeasteamboatride. Ifetchedtheshoreahalfamileabovethevillage,andthenwentscootingalongthebluffbankintheeasywater. Prettysoonwecometoaniceinnocent-lookingyoungcountryjakesettingonalogswabbingthesweatoffofhisface,foritwaspowerfulwarmweather;andhehadacoupleofbigcarpet-bagsbyhim. “Runhernoseinshore,”saystheking.Idoneit.“Wher’youboundfor,youngman?” “Forthesteamboat;goingtoOrleans.” “Gitaboard,”saystheking.“Holdonaminute,myservant‘llhe’pyouwiththembags.Jumpoutandhe’pthegentleman,Adolphus”–meaningme,Isee. Idoneso,andthenweallthreestartedonagain. Theyoungchapwasmightythankful;saiditwastoughworktotinghisbaggagesuchweather. Heaskedthekingwherehewasgoing,andthekingtoldhimhe’dcomedowntheriverandlandedattheothervillagethismorning,andnowhewasgoingupafewmiletoseeanoldfriendonafarmupthere.Theyoungfellowsays: “WhenIfirstseeyouIsaystomyself,‘It’sMr.Wilks,sure,andhecomemightyneargettinghereintime.’ ButthenIsaysagain,‘No,Ireckonitain’thim,orelsehewouldn’tbepaddlinguptheriver.’YouAIN’Thim,areyou?” “No,myname’sBlodgett–ElexanderBlodgett–REVERENDElexanderBlodgett,Is’poseImustsay,asI’moneo’theLord’spoorservants. ButstillI’mjistasabletobesorryforMr.Wilksfornotarrivingintime,allthesame,ifhe’smissedanythingbyit–whichIhopehehasn’t.” “Well,hedon’tmissanypropertybyit,becausehe’llgetthatallright;buthe’smissedseeinghisbrotherPeterdie–whichhemayn’tmind,nobodycantellastothat–buthisbrotherwouldagiveanythinginthisworldtoseeHIMbeforehedied;nevertalkedaboutnothingelseallthesethreeweeks;hadn’tseenhimsincetheywasboystogether–andhadn’teverseenhisbrotherWilliamatall–that’sthedeefanddumbone–Williamain’tmorethanthirtyorthirty-five. PeterandGeorgeweretheonlyonesthatcomeouthere;Georgewasthemarriedbrother;himandhiswifebothdiedlastyear. HarveyandWilliam’stheonlyonesthat’sleftnow;and,asIwassaying,theyhaven’tgothereintime.” “Oh,yes;amonthortwoago,whenPeterwasfirsttook;becausePetersaidthenthathesorterfeltlikehewarn’tgoingtogetwellthistime. Yousee,hewasprettyold,andGeorge’sg’yirlswastooyoungtobemuchcompanyforhim,exceptMaryJane,thered-headedone;andsohewaskinderlonesomeafterGeorgeandhiswifedied,anddidn’tseemtocaremuchtolive. HemostdesperatelywantedtoseeHarvey–andWilliam,too,forthatmatter–becausehewasoneofthemkindthatcan’tbeartomakeawill. HeleftaletterbehindforHarvey,andsaidhe’dtoldinitwherehismoneywashid,andhowhewantedtherestofthepropertydividedupsoGeorge’sg’yirlswouldbeallright–forGeorgedidn’tleavenothing. Andthatletterwasalltheycouldgethimtoputapento.” “WhydoyoureckonHarveydon’tcome?Wher’doeshelive?” “Oh,helivesinEngland–Sheffield–preachesthere–hasn’teverbeeninthiscountry.Hehasn’thadanytoomuchtime–andbesideshemightn’tagottheletteratall,youknow.” “Toobad,toobadhecouldn’talivedtoseehisbrothers,poorsoul.YougoingtoOrleans,yousay?” “Yes,butthatain’tonlyapartofit.I’mgoinginaship,nextWednesday,forRyoJaneero,wheremyunclelives.” “It’saprettylongjourney.Butit’llbelovely;wishtIwasa-going.IsMaryJanetheoldest?Howoldistheothers?” “MaryJane’snineteen,Susan’sfifteen,andJoanna’saboutfourteen–that’stheonethatgivesherselftogoodworksandhasahare-lip.” “Poorthings!tobeleftaloneinthecoldworldso.” “Well,theycouldbeworseoff.OldPeterhadfriends,andtheyain’tgoingtoletthemcometonoharm. There’sHobson,theBabtis’preacher;andDeaconLotHovey,andBenRucker,andAbnerShackleford,andLeviBell,thelawyer;andDr.Robinson,andtheirwives,andthewidowBartley,and–well,there’salotofthem;butthesearetheonesthatPeterwasthickestwith,andusedtowriteaboutsometimes,whenhewrotehome;soHarvey‘llknowwheretolookforfriendswhenhegetshere.” Well,theoldmanwentonaskingquestionstillhejustfairlyemptiedthatyoungfellow. Blamedifhedidn’tinquireabouteverybodyandeverythinginthatblessedtown,andallabouttheWilkses;andaboutPeter’sbusiness–whichwasatanner;andaboutGeorge’s–whichwasacarpenter;andaboutHarvey’s–whichwasadissenteringminister;andsoon,andsoon.Thenhesays: “Whatdidyouwanttowalkallthewayuptothesteamboatfor?” “Becauseshe’sabigOrleansboat,andIwasafeardshemightn’tstopthere.Whenthey’redeeptheywon’tstopforahail.ACincinnatiboatwill,butthisisaSt.Louisone.” “Oh,yes,prettywelloff.Hehadhousesandland,andit’sreckonedheleftthreeorfourthousandincashhidupsom’ers.” “Ididn’tsay,butitwaslastnight.” “Funeralto-morrow,likely?” “Yes,‘boutthemiddleoftheday.” “Well,it’sallterriblesad;butwe’veallgottogo,onetimeoranother.Sowhatwewanttodoistobeprepared;thenwe’reallright.” “Yes,sir,it’sthebestway.Mausedtoalwayssaythat.” Whenwestrucktheboatshewasaboutdoneloading,andprettysoonshegotoff. Thekingneversaidnothingaboutgoingaboard,soIlostmyride,afterall. Whentheboatwasgonethekingmademepaddleupanothermiletoalonesomeplace,andthenhegotashoreandsays: “Nowhustleback,rightoff,andfetchthedukeuphere,andthenewcarpet-bags. Andifhe’sgoneovertot’otherside,gooverthereandgithim. Andtellhimtogithimselfupregardless.Shovealong,now.” IseewhatHEwasupto;butIneversaidnothing,ofcourse. WhenIgotbackwiththedukewehidthecanoe,andthentheysetdownonalog,andthekingtoldhimeverything,justliketheyoungfellowhadsaidit–everylastwordofit. Andallthetimehewasa-doingithetriedtotalklikeanEnglishman;andhedoneitprettywell,too,foraslouch. Ican’timitatehim,andsoIain’ta-goingtotryto;buthereallydoneitprettygood.Thenhesays: “Howareyouonthedeefanddumb,Bilgewater?” Thedukesaid,leavehimaloneforthat;saidhehadplayedadeefanddumbpersononthehistronicboards.Sothentheywaitedforasteamboat. Aboutthemiddleoftheafternoonacoupleoflittleboatscomealong,buttheydidn’tcomefromhighenoughuptheriver;butatlasttherewasabigone,andtheyhailedher. Shesentoutheryawl,andwewentaboard,andshewasfromCincinnati;andwhentheyfoundweonlywantedtogofourorfivemiletheywasboomingmad,andgaveusacussing,andsaidtheywouldn’tlandus.Butthekingwasca’m.Hesays: “Ifgentlemenkinaffordtopayadollaramileapiecetobetookonandputoffinayawl,asteamboatkinaffordtocarry‘em,can’tit?” Sotheysofteneddownandsaiditwasallright;andwhenwegottothevillagetheyyawledusashore.Abouttwodozenmenflockeddownwhentheyseetheyawla-coming,andwhenthekingsays: “Kinanyofyougentlementellmewher’Mr.PeterWilkslives?” theygiveaglanceatoneanother,andnoddedtheirheads,asmuchastosay,“Whatd’Itellyou?” Thenoneofthemsays,kindofsoftandgentle: “I’msorry.sir,butthebestwecandoistotellyouwhereheDIDliveyesterdayevening.” Suddenaswinkingtheorneryoldcreturwentantosmash,andfellupagainsttheman,andputhischinonhisshoulder,andcrieddownhisback,andsays: “Alas,alas,ourpoorbrother–gone,andwenevergottoseehim;oh,it’stoo,toohard!” Thenheturnsaround,blubbering,andmakesalotofidioticsignstothedukeonhishands,andblamedifhedidn’tdropacarpet-bagandbustouta-crying. Iftheywarn’tthebeatenestlot,themtwofrauds,thateverIstruck. Well,themengatheredaroundandsympathizedwiththem,andsaidallsortsofkindthingstothem,andcarriedtheircarpet-bagsupthehillforthem,andletthemleanonthemandcry,andtoldthekingallabouthisbrother’slastmoments,andthekinghetolditalloveragainonhishandstotheduke,andbothofthemtookonaboutthatdeadtannerlikethey’dlostthetwelvedisciples. Well,ifeverIstruckanythinglikeit,I’manigger. Itwasenoughtomakeabodyashamedofthehumanrace.