The innocents abroad; . d back to the camp, but he still saidit was no matter. But late at night, when he was sitting in athoughtful mood on the bed, we asked him again and he said : Well, it dont matter ; I dont mind it now, but I did notlike it to-day, you know, because / dont tell any thing thatisnt so, and I dont think the Colonel ought to, either. Buthe did; he told us at prayers in the Pilgrims tent, last night,and he seemed as if he was reading it out of the Bible, too,about this country flowing with milk and honey, and about thevoice of the turtle being heard in the land, I thought tha
The innocents abroad; . d back to the camp, but he still saidit was no matter. But late at night, when he was sitting in athoughtful mood on the bed, we asked him again and he said : Well, it dont matter ; I dont mind it now, but I did notlike it to-day, you know, because / dont tell any thing thatisnt so, and I dont think the Colonel ought to, either. Buthe did; he told us at prayers in the Pilgrims tent, last night,and he seemed as if he was reading it out of the Bible, too,about this country flowing with milk and honey, and about thevoice of the turtle being heard in the land, I thought thatwas drawing it a little strong, about the turtles, anyhow, butI asked Mr. Church if it was so, and he said it was, and whatMr. Church tells me, I believe. But I sat there and watchedthat turtle nearly an hour to-day, and I almost burned up inthe sun ; but I never heard him sing. I believe I sweated adouble handful of sweat—I know I did—because it got in myeyes, and it was running down over my nose all the time; and. JACKS ADVENTURE. 491 you know my pants are tighter than any body elses—Parisfoolishness—and the buckskin seat of them got wet with sweat,and then got dry again and began to draw up and pinch andtear loose—it was awful—but I never heard him sing. Fi-nally I said, This is a fraud—that is what it is, it is a fraud—and if I had had any sense I might have known a cursed mud-turtle couldnt sing. And then I said, I dont wish to be hardon this fellow, and I will just give him ten minutes to com-mence ; ten minutes—and then if he dont, down goes hisbuilding. But he clidnH commence, you know. I had staid
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