said Captain Jim gloatingly . `` I do love to watch a little child asleep , Mistress Blythe . It 's the most beautiful sight in the world , I reckon . Joe does love to get down here for a night , because I have him sleep with me . At home he has to sleep with the other two boys , and he does n't like it . Why ca n't I sleep with father , Uncle Jim ? '' says he . ` Everybody in the Bible slept with their fathers . ' As for the questions he asks , the minister himself could n't answer them . They fair swamp me . ` Uncle Jim , if I was n't ME who 'd I be ? ' and , ` Uncle Jim , what would happen if God died ? ' He fired them two off at me tonight , afore he went to sleep . As for his imagination , it sails away from everything . He makes up the most remarkable yarns -- and then his mother shuts him up in the closet for telling stories . And he sits down and makes up another one , and has it ready to relate to her when she lets him out . He had one for me when he come down tonight . ` Uncle Jim , ' says he , solemn as a tombstone , ' I had a ` venture in the Glen today . ' ` Yes , what was it ? ' says I , expecting something quite startling , but nowise prepared for what I really got . '
I met a wolf in the street , ' says he , ' a ` normous wolf with a big , red mouf and AWFUL long teeth , Uncle XXXXX . ' '
Blythe Everybody Glen God Jim Joe fathers imagination night tonight