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Portrait of Mark Twain Mark Twain,  Tom Sawyer Abroad — Chapter 11 (1894)

“ It was a rattler, that caravan, and a most bully sight to look at, next morning, when the sun come a-streaming across the Desert and flung the long shadders of the camels on the gold sand like a thousand granddaddy-longlegses marching in procession. We never went very near it, because we knowed better, now, than to act like that and scare people's camels and break up their caravans. It was the gayest outfit you ever see for rich clothes and nobby style. ”
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Portrait of Mark Twain Mark Twain,  Tom Sawyer Abroad — Chapter 11 (1894)

“ Then the storm thinned, and we see that monstrous wall go a-sailing off across the Desert, awful to look at, I tell you. We dug ourselves out and looked down, and where the caravan was before there wasn't anything but just the sand ocean now, and all still and quiet. All them people and camels was smothered and dead and buried—buried under ten foot of sand, we reckoned—and Tom allowed it might be years before the wind uncovered them, and all that time their friends wouldn't ever know what become of that caravan. ”
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Portrait of Mark Twain Mark Twain,  Tom Sawyer Abroad — Chapter 11 (1894)

“ But as soon as we come to know them good, and like them very much, it warn't Mister, nor Judge, nor nothing, any more, but only Elleck, and Addy, and Jake, and Hattie, and Jerry, and Buck, and so on.
And, you know, the more you join in with people in their joys and their sorrows, the more nearer and dearer they come to be to you. Now we warn't cold and indifferent, the way most travelers is—we was right down friendly and sociable, and took a chance in everything that was going, and the caravan could depend on us to be on hand every time, it didn't make no difference what it was.
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