1 The skiff was half full of plunder which that gang had stole there on the wreck.
2 He had a gun which he had stole, I reckon, and we fished and hunted, and that was what we lived on.
3 Jim said he reckoned the people in that house stole the coat, because if they'd a knowed the money was there they wouldn't a left it.
4 I had it, because I stole it from them; and I stole it to give to you; and I know where I hid it, but I'm afraid it ain't there no more.
5 'The niggers stole it the very next mornin' after I had went down stairs; and when I sold 'em I hadn't missed the money yit, so they got clean away with it.'
6 And yet he made a mighty fuss, one day, after that, when I stole a watermelon out of the nigger-patch and eat it; and he made me go and give the niggers a dime without telling them what it was for.
7 You see, ef I kep on tryin to git away afoot, de dogs ud track me; ef I stole a skift to cross over, dey'd miss dat skift, you see, en dey'd know bout whah I'd lan on de yuther side, en whah to pick up my track.
8 Next day Tom stole a pewter spoon and a brass candlestick in the house, for to make some pens for Jim out of, and six tallow candles; and I hung around the nigger cabins and laid for a chance, and stole three tin plates.
9 BY and by, when we got up, we turned over the truck the gang had stole off of the wreck, and found boots, and blankets, and clothes, and all sorts of other things, and a lot of books, and a spyglass, and three boxes of seegars.
10 They took and shoved the bag through a rip in the straw tick that was under the feather-bed, and crammed it in a foot or two amongst the straw and said it was all right now, because a nigger only makes up the feather-bed, and don't turn over the straw tick only about twice a year, and so it warn't in no danger of getting stole now.