I Woke Up

 I woke up this morning after eight, thinking about Huck Finn and what it would have been like floating down the Mississippi with Jim, having adventures in the the most famous and controversial American novel. One thing, though, I would not favor sleeping outdoors. No, not me. But I can relate below.

Chapter VIII

The sun was so high when I waked, that I judged it was after eight o'clock. I laid there in the grass and the cool shade, thinking about things, and feeling rested and ruther comfortable and satisfied.