“Who dah?”
He listened some more;then he e tiptoeing down and stood right between us;we could''a''touched him, nearly. Well, likely it was minutes and minutes that there warn''t a sound, and we all there so bsp;together.There was a plabsp;on my ankle that got to itg, but I dasn''t scratbsp;it;and then my ear begun to itd my babsp;right between my shoulders.Seemed like I''d die if I couldn''t scratch.Well, I''ve notibsp;that thing plenty times since.If you are with the quality, or at a funeral, or trying to go to sleep when you ain''t sleepy—if you are anywheres where it won''t do for you to scratbsp;why you will itch all over in upward of a thousand places.Pretty soon Jim says：
“Say, who is you?Whar is you?Dog my cats ef I didn''hear sumf''n. Well, I know what I''s gwyne to do：I''s gwyne to t down here and listen tell I hears it ag''in.”
So he t down on the ground betwixt me and Tom. He leaned his babsp;up against a tree, and stretched his legs out till one of them most touched one of mine.My no begun to itch.It itched till the tears e into my eyes.But I dasn''t scratch.Then it begun to itbsp;on the inside. I got to itg underh.I didn''t know how I was going to t still.This mirableness went on as mubsp;as six or ven minutes;but it emed a sight longer than that.I was itg in eleven different plabsp;now.I reed I couldn''t stand it more''n a minute longer, but I t my teeth hard and got ready to try.Just then Jim begun to breathe heavy; he begun to snore—and then I retty soon fortable again.
“Who dah?”
He listened some more;then he e tiptoeing down and stood right between us;we could''a''touched him, nearly. Well, likely it was minutes and minutes that there warn''t a sound, and we all there so bsp;together.There was a plabsp;on my ankle that got to itg, but I dasn''t scratbsp;it;and then my ear begun to itd my babsp;right between my shoulders.Seemed like I''d die if I couldn''t scratch.Well, I''ve notibsp;that thing plenty times since.If you are with the quality, or at a funeral, or trying to go to sleep when you ain''t sleepy—if you are anywheres where it won''t do for you to scratbsp;why you will itch all over in upward of a thousand places.Pretty soon Jim says：
“Say, who is you?Whar is you?Dog my cats ef I didn''hear sumf''n. Well, I know what I''s gwyne to do：I''s gwyne to t down here and listen tell I hears it ag''in.”
So he t down on the ground betwixt me and Tom. He leaned his babsp;up against a tree, and stretched his legs out till one of them most touched one of mine.My no begun to itch.It itched till the tears e into my eyes.But I dasn''t scratch.Then it begun to itbsp;on the inside. I got to itg underh.I didn''t know how I was going to t still.This mirableness went on as mubsp;as six or ven minutes;but it emed a sight longer than that.I was itg in eleven different plabsp;now.I reed I couldn''t stand it more''n a minute longer, but I t my teeth hard and got ready to try.Just then Jim begun to breathe heavy; he begun to snore—and then I retty soon fortable again.