JIM'S COAT OF ARMS.
them pens was a distressid-tough job, and so was the saw; and Jim allowed the inscription was going to be the toughest of all. That's the one which the prisoner has to scrabble on the wall. But we had to have it; Tom said we'd got to; there warn't no case of a state prisoner not scrabbling his inscription to leave behind, and his coat of arms.
"Look at Lady Jane Grey," he says; "look at Gilford Dudley; look at old Northumberland! Why, Huck, spose it is considerble trouble?—what you going to do?—how you going to get around it? Jim's got to do his inscription and coat of arms. They all do."
Jim says:
"Why, Mars Tom, I hain't got no coat o' arms; I hain't got nuffn but dishyer ole shirt, en you knows I got to keep de journal on dat."
"Oh, you don't understand, Jim: a coat of arms is very different."
"Well," I says, " Jim's right, anyway, when he says he hain't got no coat of arms, because he hain't."
