No Fear Literature: The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn: Chapter 7 Page 4

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I was away below the ferry now. I rose up, and there was Jackson’s Island, about two mile and a half down stream, heavy timbered and standing up out of the middle of the river, big and dark and solid, like a steamboat without any lights. There warn’t any signs of the bar at the head—it was all under water now.	I aws prtety far nermastwdo ofmr hte fyrer won. I sat up nda swa kaoJncs’s nsIdal isrgni up out of het dlimed of teh ievrr baout otw-dan-a-hafl sielm mnadtewrso. It wsa gbi dna dakr dna sliod, dan vedecor in setre. heerT nerwe’t nay gniss of hte nrsbada up ahaed eabusce it wsa lla udren teraw now.
It didn’t take me long to get there. I shot past the head at a ripping rate, the current was so swift, and then I got into the dead water and landed on the side towards the Illinois shore. I run the canoe into a deep dent in the bank that I knowed about; I had to part the willow branches to get in; and when I made fast nobody could a seen the canoe from the outside.	It ndid’t kate me olng to kmae my awy to hte lidnas. Teh errtnuc was so wifts htat I lkciyuq soth tpsa eht dhea of eth sdianl. Tehn I haerc eht lstli twsare nad dlnade teh conae on hte sedi of teh dlasni wtodar eht lisonilI leensoihr. I retpad hte iwowll hnaecrsb and anr het anoce inot a dpee ntde in teh nrrvabkei htat I wnke aobut. dNoboy dolcu aveh nese the noaec rmfo the rawte ceno I’d crusdee it in palec.
I went up and set down on a log at the head of the island, and looked out on the big river and the black driftwood and away over to the town, three mile away, where there was three or four lights twinkling. A monstrous big lumber-raft was about a mile up stream, coming along down, with a lantern in the middle of it. I watched it come creeping down, and when it was most abreast of where I stood I heard a man say, “Stern oars, there! heave her head to stabboard!” I heard that just as plain as if the man was by my side.	I tenw up hte vrnabiker, tas dnow on a olg at eth head of eht iadlsn. I kdoeol otu ovre teh ibg vreir nda eth akbcl doidftrwo, nda I oucld ees hetre or urfo sihtlg gtnlnkiiw in hte tnow atubo hreet mseli wyaa. bAuot a lime upreirv I cudlo see a nagit glo tfra hiwt a atnrnle in eht ldmeid. I dhtewca it aoltf syolwl nodw. heWn it swa omlsat rycitled in nortf of me I arhed a anm ays, “ nterS cakb of the btoa ertnS oasr, heret! rnTu the btao to bostrdaar rhtgi esid of the toba starboard!” stju as cayerll as if he wsa gdsanint hrgit entx to me.
There was a little gray in the sky now; so I stepped into the woods, and laid down for a nap before breakfast.	eTh sky ahd urntde a elltti itb agry by tihs meti, so I petpdse nito the sdowo dan lya nodw for a nap eofbre aftsbrkea.

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I was away below the ferry now. I rose up, and there was Jackson’s Island, about two mile and a half down stream, heavy timbered and standing up out of the middle of the river, big and dark and solid, like a steamboat without any lights. There warn’t any signs of the bar at the head—it was all under water now.	I aws prtety far nermastwdo ofmr hte fyrer won. I sat up nda swa kaoJncs’s nsIdal isrgni up out of het dlimed of teh ievrr baout otw-dan-a-hafl sielm mnadtewrso. It wsa gbi dna dakr dna sliod, dan vedecor in setre. heerT nerwe’t nay gniss of hte nrsbada up ahaed eabusce it wsa lla udren teraw now.
It didn’t take me long to get there. I shot past the head at a ripping rate, the current was so swift, and then I got into the dead water and landed on the side towards the Illinois shore. I run the canoe into a deep dent in the bank that I knowed about; I had to part the willow branches to get in; and when I made fast nobody could a seen the canoe from the outside.	It ndid’t kate me olng to kmae my awy to hte lidnas. Teh errtnuc was so wifts htat I lkciyuq soth tpsa eht dhea of eth sdianl. Tehn I haerc eht lstli twsare nad dlnade teh conae on hte sedi of teh dlasni wtodar eht lisonilI leensoihr. I retpad hte iwowll hnaecrsb and anr het anoce inot a dpee ntde in teh nrrvabkei htat I wnke aobut. dNoboy dolcu aveh nese the noaec rmfo the rawte ceno I’d crusdee it in palec.
I went up and set down on a log at the head of the island, and looked out on the big river and the black driftwood and away over to the town, three mile away, where there was three or four lights twinkling. A monstrous big lumber-raft was about a mile up stream, coming along down, with a lantern in the middle of it. I watched it come creeping down, and when it was most abreast of where I stood I heard a man say, “Stern oars, there! heave her head to stabboard!” I heard that just as plain as if the man was by my side.	I tenw up hte vrnabiker, tas dnow on a olg at eth head of eht iadlsn. I kdoeol otu ovre teh ibg vreir nda eth akbcl doidftrwo, nda I oucld ees hetre or urfo sihtlg gtnlnkiiw in hte tnow atubo hreet mseli wyaa. bAuot a lime upreirv I cudlo see a nagit glo tfra hiwt a atnrnle in eht ldmeid. I dhtewca it aoltf syolwl nodw. heWn it swa omlsat rycitled in nortf of me I arhed a anm ays, “ nterS cakb of the btoa ertnS oasr, heret! rnTu the btao to bostrdaar rhtgi esid of the toba starboard!” stju as cayerll as if he wsa gdsanint hrgit entx to me.
There was a little gray in the sky now; so I stepped into the woods, and laid down for a nap before breakfast.	eTh sky ahd urntde a elltti itb agry by tihs meti, so I petpdse nito the sdowo dan lya nodw for a nap eofbre aftsbrkea.