Well, the next morning I'm feeling considerable better, and think mebby I'm going to live after all.

I got up earlier'n Hank did, and slipped out without him seeing me, and didn't go nigh the shop a-tall.

Fur now I've licked Hank oncet I figger he won't rest till he has wiped that disgrace out, and he won't care a dern what he picks up to do it with, nuther.
They was a crick about a hundred yards from our house, in the woods, and I went over there and laid down and watched it run by.

I laid awful still, thinking I wisht I was away from that town.

Purty soon a squirrel comes down and sets on a log and watches me.