These rapscallions wanted to try the Nonesuch again, because there was so much money in it, but they judged it wouldnât be safe, because maybe the news might a worked along down by this time. They couldnât hit no project that suited exactly; so at last the duke said he reckoned heâd lay off and work his brains an hour or two and see if he couldnât put up something on the Arkansaw village; and the king he allowed he would drop over to tâother village without any plan, but just trust in Providence to lead him the profitable wayâ âmeaning the devil, I reckon. We had all bought store clothes where we stopped last; and now the king put hisân on, and he told me to put mine on. I done it, of course. The kingâs duds was all black, and he did look real swell and starchy. I never knowed how clothes could change a body before. Why, before, he looked like the orneriest old rip that ever was; but now, when heâd take off his new white beaver and make a bow and do a smile, he looked that grand and good and pious that youâd say he had walked right out of the ark, and maybe was old Leviticus himself. Jim cleaned up the canoe, and I got my paddle ready. There was a big steamboat laying at the shore away up under the point, about three mile above the townâ âbeen there a couple of hours, taking on freight. Says the king:
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