We spread the blankets inside for a carpet, and eat our dinner in there. We put all the other things handy at the back of the cavern. It was one of these regular summer storms. I wouldn't want to be nowhere else but here. Pass me along another hunk of fish and some hot corn-bread.
Chickens knows when it's gwyne to rain, en so do de birds, chile.
The river went on raising and raising for ten or twelve days, till at last it was over the banks. The water was three or four foot deep on the island in the low places and on the Illinois bottom. 9 Daytimes we paddled all over the island in the canoe, It was mighty cool and shady in the deep woods, even if the sun was blazing outside. We went winding in and out amongst the trees, and sometimes the vines hung so thick we had to back away and go some other way. The ridge our cavern was in was full of them.