The Talisman

Well, when Tom and me got to the edge of the hilltop, we looked away down into the village and could see three or four lights twinkling, where there was sick folks, may be; and stars over us was sparkling ever so fine; and down by the village was the river, a whole mile broad, and awful still and grand.

—MARK TWAIN, Huckleberry Finn

My new clothes was all greased up and clayey, and I was dog-tired.

—MARK TWAIN, Huckleberry Finn