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a pet of, used to hop around in front of him, and try<br />

fur to talk to him. If he went to sleep in the front<br />

yard whilst he was reading, that crow had a favourite<br />

trick of stealing his spectacles off'n his nose and<br />

flying up to the ridgepole of the house, and cawing<br />

at him. Once he had been setting out a row of<br />

tomato plants very careful, and he got to the end<br />

of the row and turned around, and that there crow<br />

had been hopping along behind very sollum, pulling<br />

up each plant as he set it out. It acted like it had<br />

done something mighty smart, and knowed it,<br />

that crow. So after that the old man named him<br />

Satan, fur he said it was Satan's trick to keep things<br />

from growing. They was some blue and white<br />

pigeons wasn't scared to come and set on his shoulders;<br />

but you could see the old man really liked<br />

that crow Satan better'n any of them.<br />

Well, we hung around all afternoon listening to<br />

the old man talk, and liking him better and better.<br />

First thing we knowed it was getting along toward<br />

supper time. And nothing would do but we must<br />

stay to supper, too. We was pinted toward a<br />

place on the railroad called Smithtown, but when<br />

we found we couldn't get a train from there till ten<br />

o'clock that night anyhow, and it was only three<br />

miles away, we said we'd stay.<br />

After supper we calculated we'd better move.<br />

But the old man wouldn't hear of us walking that<br />

three miles. So about eight o'clock he hitched up<br />

a mule to a one-hoss wagon, and we jogged along.<br />

They was a yaller moon sneaking up over the<br />

edge of the world when we started. It was so low<br />

down in the sky yet that it threw long shadders<br />

on the road, and they was thick and black ones, too.<br />

Because they was a lot of trees alongside the road,<br />

and the road was narrow, we went ahead mostly<br />

through the darkness, with here and there patches<br />

of moonlight splashed onto the ground. Doctor<br />

Kirby and Old Man Withers was setting on the<br />

seat, still gassing away about books and things,<br />

and I was setting on the suit case in the wagon box<br />

right behind 'em. Sam, he was sometimes in the

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