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THE ADVENTURES OF HUCKLEBERRY FINN

CHAPTER 32

WHEN I got there it was all still and Sunday-like, and hot and sunshiny; the

hands was gone to the fields; and there was them kind of faint dronings of

bugs and flies in the air that makes it seem so lonesome and like everybody's

dead and gone; and if a breeze fans along and quivers the leaves it makes

you feel mournful, because you feel like it's spirits whispering -- spirits that's

been dead ever so many years -- and you always think they're talking about

YOU. As a general thing it makes a body wish HE was dead, too, and done

with it all.

Phelps' was one of these little one-horse cotton plantations, and they all look

alike. A rail fence round a two-acre yard; a stile made out of logs sawed off

and up-ended in steps, like barrels of a different length, to climb over the

fence with, and for the women to stand on when they are going to jump on to

a horse; some sickly grass-patches in the big yard, but mostly it was bare and

smooth, like an old hat with the nap rubbed off; big double log-house for the

white folks -- hewed logs, with the chinks stopped up with mud or mortar,

and these mud-stripes been whitewashed some time or another; round-log