It warn't anything but a Sunday-school picnic, and only a primer-class at that.

We busted it up, and chased the children up the hollow; but we never got anything but some doughnuts and jam, though Ben Rogers got a rag doll, and Jo Harper got a hymn-book and a tract; and then the teacher charged in, and made us drop everything and cut.

I didn't see no di'monds, and I told Tom Sawyer so.

He said there was loads of them there, anyway; and he said there was A-rabs there, too, and elephants and things.

I said, why couldn't we see them, then?
He said if I warn't so ignorant, but had read a book called Don Quixote, I would know without asking.