PREFACE
Mostoftheadventuresrecordedin
této
thisbookreallyoccurred;one
nebo
ortwowereexperiencesofmyvlastní
own,therestthoseofboyskteří
whowereschoolmatesofmine.HuckFinnisdrawnfromlife;
TomSawyer
také
also,butnotfromanindividual—heisacombinationofthecharacteristicsofthreeboyswhomIknew,a
andthereforebelongstothecompositeorderofarchitecture.The
podivné
oddsuperstitionstoucheduponwerevšechny
allprevalentamongchildrenandslavesintheWestattheperiodoftohoto
thisstory—thatistosay,thirtynebo
orfortyyearsago.Althoughmy
kniha
bookisintendedmainlyfortheentertainmentofboysa
andgirls,Ihopeitwillnotbeshunnedbymena
andwomenonthataccount,forsoučástí
partofmyplanhasbeentotrytopříjemně
pleasantlyremindadultsofwhattheykdysi
oncewerethemselves,andofjak
howtheyfeltandthoughta
andtalked,andwhatqueerenterprisestheyněkdy
sometimesengagedin.THEAUTHOR.
Kapitola
CHAPTERI“Tom!”
Noanswer.
“TOM!”
Žádná
Noanswer.“What’sgonewiththatboy,I
zajímalo
wonder?YouTOM!”
Noanswer.
The
stará
oldladypulledherspectaclesdolů
downandlookedoverthemo
abouttheroom;thensheputthem
nahoru
upandlookedoutunderthem.Sheseldom
nebo
orneverlookedthroughthemforsosmallavěc
thingasaboy;theywereher
státní
statepair,theprideofhersrdce
heart,andwerebuiltfor“style,”notservice—shecouldhaveseenpřes
throughapairofstove-lidsjustasdobře
well.Shelookedperplexedforamoment,
a
andthensaid,notfiercely,ale
butstillloudenoughforthenábytek
furnituretohear:.“Well,IlayifIgetholdofyouI’ll—”.
Shedidnotfinish,forbythis
době
timeshewasbendingdowna
andpunchingunderthebedwiththebroom,a
andsosheneededbreathtopunctuatethepuncheswith.Sheresurrected
nic
nothingbutthecat.“I
nikdy
neverdidseethebeatofthatboy!”Shewenttotheopendoor
a
andstoodinitandlookedoutmezi
amongthetomatovinesand“jimpson”weedskterý
thatconstitutedthegarden.NoTom.
Sosheliftedupher
hlas
voiceatananglecalculatedforvzdálenost
distanceandshouted:.“Y-o-u-uTOM!”
Therewasaslight
hluk
noisebehindherandsheturnedprávě
justintimetoseizeasmallboybytheslackofhisroundabouta
andarresthisflight.“There!
Imight’a’thoughtofthatcloset.
Whatyoubeendoinginthere?”
“Nothing.”
“Nothing!
Lookatyourhands.
A
Andlookatyourmouth.Whatisthattruck?”
“Idon’tknow,aunt.”
“Well,I
vím
know.It’sjam—that’swhatit
je
is.FortytimesI’vesaidifyoudidn’tlet
že
thatjamaloneI’dskinyou.Handmethatswitch.”
The
přepínač
switchhoveredintheair—thenebezpečí
perilwasdesperate—.“My!
Look
za
behindyou,aunt!”Theold
dáma
ladywhirledround,andsnatchedherskirtsoutofnebezpečí
danger.Theladfledontheinstant,scrambled
nahoru
upthehighboard-fence,anddisappearednad
overit.HisauntPollystoodsurprisedamoment,
a
andthenbrokeintoajemný
gentlelaugh.“Hangtheboy,can’tI
nikdy
neverlearnanything?Ain’theplayedmetricks
dost
enoughlikethatformetobelookingoutforhimbythistime?Ale
Butoldfoolsisthenejvětší
biggestfoolsthereis.Can’t
naučit
learnanolddognewtricks,asthesayingse
is.Butmygoodness,he
nikdy
neverplaysthemalike,twodays,a
andhowisabodytovědět
knowwhat’scoming?He’pearstoknowjust
jak
howlonghecantormentmenež
beforeIgetmydanderup,a
andheknowsifhemůže
canmakeouttoputmeoffforachvíli
minuteormakemelaugh,it’salldole
downagainandIcan’thithimalick.Iain’tdoingmy
povinnost
dutybythatboy,andthat’stheLord’struth,goodnessknows.Ušetři
Sparetherodandspilethedítě
child,astheGoodBooksays.I’malayingup
hřích
sinandsufferingforusoba
both,Iknow.He’sfulloftheOldScratch,
ale
butlaws-a-me!he’smyown
mrtvé
deadsister’sboy,poorthing,a
andIain’tgotthesrdce
hearttolashhim,somehow.EverytimeIlethimoff,my
svědomí
consciencedoeshurtmeso,a
andeverytimeIhithimmystaré
oldheartmostbreaks.Well-a-well,
muž
manthatisbornofženy
womanisoffewdaysa
andfulloftrouble,asthePísmo
Scripturesays,andIreckonit’sso.He’llplayhookeythisevening,[*]
a
andI’lljustbeobleegedtomakehimpracovat
work,tomorrow,topunishhim.It’smighty
těžké
hardtomakehimworkSaturdays,když
whenalltheboysishavingholiday,ale
buthehatesworkmorenež
thanhehatesanythingelse,a
andI’vegottodosomeofmydutybyho
him,orI’llbetheruinationofthechild.”[*]Southwesternfor“afternoon”.
Tomdidplayhookey,
a
andhehadaverydobrý
goodtime.Hegotback
domů
homebarelyinseasontohelpJim,thesmallcoloredboy,sawnext-day’sdřevo
woodandsplitthekindlingspřed
beforesupper—atleasthewastam
thereintimetotellhisadventurestoJimzatímco
whileJimdidthree-fourthsofthepráce
work.Tom’syoungerbrother(or
spíše
ratherhalf-brother)Sidwasalreadythroughwithhisčást
partofthework(pickingupchips),forhewasaquietchlapec
boy,andhadnoadventurous,nepříjemné
trouble-someways.WhileTomwaseatinghissupper,
a
andstealingsugarasopportunityoffered,Teta
AuntPollyaskedhimquestionskteré
thatwerefullofguile,a
andverydeep—forshewantedtopasti
traphimintodamagingrevealments.Like
mnoho
manyothersimple-heartedsouls,itwasherpetvanitytověřit
believeshewasendowedwithatalentfordarka
andmysteriousdiplomacy,andshelovedtouvažovat o
contemplatehermosttransparentdevicesasmarvelsofnízké
lowcunning.Saidshe:.
“Tom,itwasmiddlingwarminschool,warn’tit?”
“Yes’m.”
“Powerfulwarm,warn’tit?”
“Yes’m.”
“Didn’tyouwantto
jít
goina-swimming,Tom?”AbitofascareshotthroughTom—a
dotek
touchofuncomfortablesuspicion.Hesearched
Tety
AuntPolly’sface,butittoldhimnic
nothing.Sohesaid:.
“No’m—well,notverymuch.”
The
stará
oldladyreachedoutherruku
handandfeltTom’sshirt,a
andsaid:.“Butyouain’t
moc
toowarmnow,though.”Anditflatteredhertoreflect
že
thatshehaddiscoveredthattheshirtwassuchá
drywithoutanybodyknowingthatže
thatwaswhatshehadinhermysli
mind.Butinspiteof
ní
her,Tomknewwherethevítr
windlay,now.Soheforestalledwhatmightbethe
další
nextmove:.“Someofuspumpedonourheads—mine’sdamp
ještě
yet.See?”
AuntPollywasvexedtothinkshehadoverlooked
že
thatbitofcircumstantialevidence,a
andmissedatrick.Thenshehadanewinspiration:.
“Tom,youdidn’thavetoundoyour
košili
shirtcollarwhereIsewedit,topumponyourhead,didyou?Unbuttonyourjacket!”
ThetroublevanishedoutofTom’sface.
Heopenedhis
bundu
jacket.Hisshirtcollarwassecurelysewed.
“Bother!
No
Well,go’longwithyou.I’dmadesureyou’dplayedhookey
a
andbeena-swimming.ButIforgiveye,Tom.
Ireckonyou’reakindofasinged
kočka
cat,asthesayingis—better’nyoulook.Thistime.”
Shewas
napůl
halfsorryhersagacityhadmiscarried,a
andhalfgladthatTomhadstumbledintoobedientchování
conductforonce.ButSidneysaid:.
“Well,now,ifIdidn’tthinkyousewedhis
obojek
collarwithwhitethread,butit’sblack.”“Why,Ididsewitwithwhite!
Tom!”
Ale
ButTomdidnotwaitforna
therest.Ashewent
ven
outatthedoorhesaid:.“Siddy,I’lllickyouforthat.”
InasafeplaceTomexamined
dvě
twolargeneedleswhichwerethrustintona
thelapelsofhisjacket,a
andhadthreadboundaboutthem—onejehly
needlecarriedwhitethreadandna
theotherblack.Hesaid:.
“She’d
nikdy
nevernoticedifithadn’tbeenforSid.Confoundit!
někdy
sometimesshesewsitwithwhite,andněkdy
sometimesshesewsitwithčernou
black.Iwishtogee-minyshe’dstickto
jednoho
oneort’other—Ican’tkeeptherunof’em.Ale
ButIbetyouI’lllamSidforže
that.I’lllearnhim!”
HewasnottheModel
Chlapec
Boyofthevillage.Heknewthemodelboy
velmi
verywellthough—andloathedhim.Within
dvou
twominutes,orevenless,hehadforgottenvšechny
allhistroubles.Notbecausehistroubleswereonewhit
méně
lessheavyandbittertohimnež
thanaman’saretoaman,ale
butbecauseanewandmocný
powerfulinterestborethemdowna
anddrovethemoutofhismysli
mindforthetime—justasmen’smisfortunesareforgotteninthevzrušení
excitementofnewenterprises.This
nový
newinterestwasavaluednovinkou
noveltyinwhistling,whichhehadprávě
justacquiredfromanegro,a
andhewassufferingtopractiseitundisturbed.Itconsistedinapeculiarbird-liketurn,asortofliquidwarble,producedbytouchingthetonguetothe
střechu
roofofthemouthatshortintervalsinthemidstofthemusic—thečtenář
readerprobablyremembershowtodoto
it,ifhehaseverbeenaboy.Diligence
a
andattentionsoongavehimna
theknackofit,andhestrodedownna
thestreetwithhismouthplná
fullofharmonyandhisduše
soulfullofgratitude.Hefeltmuchasanastronomerfeels
který
whohasdiscoveredanewplanet—nodoubt,asfarassilné
strong,deep,unalloyedpleasureisconcerned,theadvantagewaswiththeboy,nottheastronomer.The
letní
summereveningswerelong.Itwasnotdark,
ještě
yet.PresentlyTomcheckedhiswhistle.
A
cizinec
strangerwasbeforehim—aboyashadevětší
largerthanhimself.Anew-comerof
jakéhokoli
anyageoreithersexwasanimpressivecuriosityinthechudé
poorlittleshabbyvillageofSt.Petersburg.This
chlapec
boywaswelldressed,too—welldressedonaweek-day.Thiswas
prostě
simplyastounding.Hiscapwasadainty
věc
thing,hisclose-buttonedblueclothroundaboutwasnový
newandnatty,andsowerehispantaloons.Hehad
boty
shoeson—anditwasonlyPátek
Friday.Heevenworeanecktie,abrightbitofribbon.
Hehadacitifiedairabouthim
který
thatateintoTom’svitals.The
více
moreTomstaredatthesplendidzázrak
marvel,thehigherheturneduphisnos
noseathisfineryandtheshabbiera
andshabbierhisownoutfitseemedtohimtogrow.Ani
Neitherboyspoke.Ifonemoved,theothermoved—but
jen
onlysidewise,inacircle;theykeptfacetoface
a
andeyetoeyeallthedobu
time.FinallyTomsaid:.
“Icanlickyou!”
“I’d
rád
liketoseeyoutryit.”“Well,Icandoit.”
“Noyoucan’t,either.”
“YesIcan.”
“Noyoucan’t.”
“Ican.”
“Youcan’t.”
“Can!”
“Can’t!”
Anuncomfortable
pauza
pause.ThenTomsaid:.
“What’syourname?”
“’Tisn’tanyofyourbusiness,maybe.”
“WellI’lowI’ll
udělat
makeitmybusiness.”“Well
proč
whydon’tyou?”“Ifyousay
hodně
much,Iwill.”“Much—much—much.
Therenow.”
“Oh,youthinkyou’remighty
chytrý
smart,don’tyou?Icouldlickyou
s
withonehandtiedbehindme,ifIwantedto.”“Well
proč
whydon’tyoudoit?Yousayyoucandoit.”
“WellIwill,ifyoufoolwithme.”
“Ohyes—I’veseen
celé
wholefamiliesinthesamefix.”“Smarty!
Youthinkyou’resome,now,don’tyou?
Oh,whatahat!”
“Youcanlumpthathatifyoudon’tlike
to
it.Idareyoutoknockitoff—andanybodythat’lltakeadare
bude
willsuckeggs.”“You’realiar!”
“You’reanother.”
“You’reafighting
lhář
liaranddasn’ttakeitup.”“Aw—takeawalk!”
“Say—ifyougivememuch
víc
moreofyoursassI’lltakea
andbouncearockoff’nyourhead.”“Oh,of
samozřejmě
courseyouwill.”“WellIwill.”
“Well
proč
whydon’tyoudoitthen?Whatdoyoukeepsayingyouwillfor?
Proč
Whydon’tyoudoit?It’sbecauseyou’reafraid.”
“Iain’tafraid.”
“Youare.”
“Iain’t.”
“Youare.”
Another
pauza
pause,andmoreeyingandsidlingkolem
aroundeachother.Presentlytheywere
rameno
shouldertoshoulder.Tomsaid:.
“Getawayfromhere!”
“Goawayyourself!”
“Iwon’t.”
“Iwon’teither.”
Sotheystood,
každý
eachwithafootplacedatanúhlem
angleasabrace,andoba
bothshovingwithmightandhlavní
main,andgloweringateachothers
withhate.Butneithercould
získat
getanadvantage.Afterstrugglingtill
oba
bothwerehotandflushed,každý
eachrelaxedhisstrainwithwatchfulcaution,a
andTomsaid:.“You’rea
zbabělec
cowardandapup.I’lltellmybigbrotheronyou,
a
andhecanthrashyouwithhislittleprstem
finger,andI’llmakehimdoto
it,too.”“WhatdoIcareforyourbigbrother?
I’vegotabrotherthat’s
větší
biggerthanheis—andwhat’svíc
more,hecanthrowhimpřes
overthatfence,too.“That’salie.”