Jim's Adventures with Huck
Thursday, March 17, 2011
Today the farmers brought me back to the farm I had escaped from the night before. They wanted to hang me bot nobody wanted to pay my "master" for me afterwords. when we got back Tom began telling how he had managed to help me escape and he was mighty proud of it too. However, he was angrier than a legless Ethiopian watching a donut role down a hill. He said that Miss Watson freed me in her will, boy am I mighty glad of it. Nobody believed him though until his mother surprisingly showed up here and confirmed it to be true. Then Tom gave me forty dollars for my troubles and the Phelps's started treating my like a Dauphin. I told you guys these hairy breasts would pay off in the end! Huck was talking of going to get his money back in town but he figured that his dad had already took it. I had to tell him, with a tear in my eye, that it was his dad that was the dead guy on the house floating down the river. Well now I'm happier than a homeless person finding out money grows on trees. Well now that I'm loaded and have better things to do than sit and blog to all of you fools out there, I am terminating the continuation of this blog. This is Jim signing off saying "I'm going to Disneyland!!!, or KFC whichever one I find first."
Today I was hiding in the woods when the doctor showed up on the island by himself, I think he might have murdered Huck. He was working on Tom's leg when i seen he needed somebody to hold him down so I came out of the woods and helped. I helped him for awhile when a boat came by the island and the doctor flagged him down and told them I was an escaped slave. I can't believe that mean old doctor bogeyman would do something like that, I hope he chokes on a potato. This is the fourth time I have been put into slavery, I swear I have worse luck than a three legged cat stumbling into a dog convention.
Tonight we put our plan into action and made our escape. since Tom had written the letters and gave them to the Phelps there were many farmers all around as we made our escape. At one point some farmers came up to us to ask if they had seen me. I was standing right next to the boys but thanks to the time of night I was safely conceiled, also Tom got shot in the leg. Afterwards we took the canoe to an island to hide. when we got there I said we needed to get a doctor to fix Tom's leg. Huck is taking the canoe across the river to see if he can find a doctor.
Today Huck and Tom put all the snakes and rats in my shed. They have been fightin' and feudin' till the cows came home. I hope that I get out soon or I think I'm gonna lose it. They also told me about their plan to write some letters to the Phelps to fool them and help us make our grand escape. I hope it works or I may never be free.
Today Huck and Tom came out to see me and tell me some for info. Tom tells me that I need to make a coat of arms on the wall for the shed. Later tom tells me I need a stone to carve about me but there isn't one in the shed. So later that night they snuck me out and took me down to the mill yard to steal a millstone. it was too heavy for them so they got me to help push while Tom directed us. We finally got it into the shed and put it under my bed. After that Tom told me that he wants to put some rats and some snakes in my room to keep me company, he also told me that I needed to grow a flower and water it with my tears. How in the shootin' heck am I sposed to grow a flower with tears?? I says I will have as about as much luck with that as a crippled mouse stumbling into a cat farm. I tried to argue against it but Tom said it would make me famous so I went ahead and went along with them.
Tuesday, March 15, 2011
Today Huck and tom finally dug through the floor of the building and into my room. I was so happy to see them I couldn't control my excitement. tom told me that they were coming up with a plan to get me out. He then tricked the slave who feeds me into making a witch pie for them so they could smuggle a rope ladder into my room. I don't think I will need it but if they are helping me escape I can't argue with them. They also brought me a shirt and Tom said I need to keep a journal on it made in my blood. I fear it will hurt like the dickens but if it will help I will do it.
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