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Updated: June 4, 2025
I'd just as soon tell you who I am, though, if you'll swear to keep mum, for I ain't no Phillips, either." Tom says: "We'll keep mum, but there ain't any need to tell who you are if you ain't Jubiter Dunlap." "Why?" "Because if you ain't him you're t'other twin, Jake. You're the spit'n image of Jubiter." "Well, I'm Jake. But looky here, how do you come to know us Dunlaps?"
My land, they all busted out in a howl, and you never see the like of that excitement since the day you was born. And Tom he made a jump for Jubiter and snaked off his goggles and his false whiskers, and there was the murdered man, sure enough, just as alive as anybody!
Everybody went shouting: "Which is him? which is him? p'int him out!" And the judge says: "Point him out, my lad. Sheriff, you will arrest him. Which one is it?" Tom says: "This late dead man here Jubiter Dunlap." Then there was another thundering let-go of astonishment and excitement; but Jubiter, which was astonished enough before, was just fairly putrified with astonishment this time.
It's dangerous, and there ain't a shadder of truth in it." Aunt Sally and Benny was thankful to hear him say that, and they said the same; but the old man he wagged his head sorrowful and hopeless, and the tears run down his face, and he says; "No I done it; poor Jubiter, I done it!" It was dreadful to hear him say it.
Tom sung out: "Me and Huck's found Jubiter Dunlap's corpse all by ourselves with a bloodhound, after everybody else had quit hunting and given it up; and if it hadn't a been for us it never WOULD 'a' been found; and he WAS murdered too they done it with a club or something like that; and I'm going to start in and find the murderer, next, and I bet I'll do it!"
"Well, on that Saturday that we've had so much trouble about, two of these witnesses here, Lem Beebe and Jim Lane, come along by where Uncle Silas and Jubiter Dunlap was at work and that much of what they've said is true, the rest is lies.
"Great Scott!" everybody shouted, all over the house, and old Uncle Silas he looked perfectly astonished. "Yes, it was Jubiter Dunlap. Not dead, you see. Then they pulled off the dead man's boots and put Jubiter Dunlap's old ragged shoes on the corpse and put the corpse's boots on Jubiter Dunlap.
Call me Aunt Sally like you always done." So I done it. And I says: "Well, me and Tom allowed we would come along afoot and take a smell of the woods, and we run across Lem Beebe and Jim Lane, and they asked us to go with them blackberrying to-night, and said they could borrow Jubiter Dunlap's dog, because he had told them just that minute "
Then he went on and told about it, and said it happened the day me and Tom come along about sundown. He said Jubiter pestered him and aggravated him till he was so mad he just sort of lost his mind and grabbed up a stick and hit him over the head with all his might, and Jubiter dropped in his tracks.
Anyway, they dogged along after him all day Saturday and kept out of his sight; and towards sundown he come to the bunch of sycamores down by Uncle Silas's field, and he went in there to get a disguise out of his hand-bag and put it on before he showed himself here in the town and mind you he done that just a little after the time that Uncle Silas was hitting Jubiter Dunlap over the head with a club for he DID hit him.
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