1 I never knowed how clothes could change a body before.
2 All I wanted was to go somewheres; all I wanted was a change, I warn't particular.
3 I changed to the Illinois edge of the island to see what luck I could have, and I warn't disappointed.
4 And it's usual for the prisoner's mother to change clothes with him, and she stays in, and he slides out in her clothes.
5 I knowed he would be changing it around every which way as we went along, and heaving in new bullinesses wherever he got a chance.
6 And at last they took a change and begun to lay their heads together in the wigwam and talk low and confidential two or three hours at a time.
7 But it's gone, that's the long and the short of it, and you'll just have to change to a red flann'l one till I can get time to make a new one.
8 You see, he started to tell me the truth; but when he stopped that way, and begun to study and think again, I reckoned he was changing his mind.
9 But I made out to see that the drift of the current was towards the left-hand shore, which meant that I was in a crossing; so I changed off and went that way.
10 Them poor things was that glad and happy it made my heart ache to see them getting fooled and lied to so, but I didn't see no safe way for me to chip in and change the general tune.
11 About two they come up again, though, and Jim was going to call me; but he changed his mind, because he reckoned they warn't high enough yet to do any harm; but he was mistaken about that, for pretty soon all of a sudden along comes a regular ripper and washed me overboard.
12 They was setting around, some of them talking a little, in a low voice, and all of them fidgety and uneasy, but trying to look like they warn't; but I knowed they was, because they was always taking off their hats, and putting them on, and scratching their heads, and changing their seats, and fumbling with their buttons.
13 I heard the whoop again; it was behind me yet, but in a different place; it kept coming, and kept changing its place, and I kept answering, till by and by it was in front of me again, and I knowed the current had swung the canoe's head down-stream, and I was all right if that was Jim and not some other raftsman hollering.
14 If we was prisoners it would, because then we'd have as many years as we wanted, and no hurry; and we wouldn't get but a few minutes to dig, every day, while they was changing watches, and so our hands wouldn't get blistered, and we could keep it up right along, year in and year out, and do it right, and the way it ought to be done.