PREFACE
Mostoftheadventuresrecordedinthisbookreally
tapahtui
occurred;oneortwowereexperiencesofmyown,the
loput
restthoseofboyswhowereschoolmatesofmine.Huck
Finn
Finnisdrawnfromlife;TomSawyeralso,
mutta
butnotfromanindividual—heisayhdistelmä
combinationofthecharacteristicsofthreeboyswhomIknew,andsiksi
thereforebelongstothecompositeorderofarchitecture.Theoddsuperstitionstoucheduponwere
kaikki
allprevalentamongchildrenandslavesintheWestattheaikana
periodofthisstory—thatistosanoen
say,thirtyorfortyyearssitten
ago.Althoughmybookisintended
pääasiassa
mainlyfortheentertainmentofboysandgirls,Itoivon
hopeitwillnotbeshunnedbymenandwomenonthataccount,forosa
partofmyplanhasbeentoyrittää
trytopleasantlyremindadultsofwhattheykerran
oncewerethemselves,andofmiten
howtheyfeltandthoughtandpuhuivat
talked,andwhatqueerenterprisestheytoisinaan
sometimesengagedin.THEAUTHOR.
CHAPTERI
“Tom!”
Ei
Noanswer.“TOM!”
Noanswer.
“What’sgonewiththatboy,Iwonder?
YouTOM!”
Ei
Noanswer.Theoldlady
veti
pulledherspectaclesdownandkatsoi
lookedoverthemabouttheroom;thensheputthem
ylös
upandlookedoutunderne
them.Sheseldomornever
katsonut
lookedthroughthemforsopieni
smallathingasapoika
boy;theywereherstatepair,the
ylpeys
prideofherheart,andwererakennettu
builtfor“style,”notservice—shecouldhavenähdä
seenthroughapairofstove-lidsjustashyvin
well.Shelookedperplexedforamoment,
ja
andthensaid,notfiercely,mutta
butstillloudenoughforthehuonekalut
furnituretohear:.“Well,Ilay
jos
ifIgetholdofyouI’ll—”.Shedidnot
lopettanut
finish,forbythistimeshewaskumartunut
bendingdownandpunchingunderthebedwiththebroom,ja
andsosheneededbreathtopunctuatethepuncheswith.Sheresurrectednothingbutthecat.
“I
koskaan
neverdidseethebeatofthatboy!”She
meni
wenttotheopendoorja
andstoodinitandkatsoi
lookedoutamongthetomatovinesja
and“jimpson”weedsthatconstitutedthegarden.Ei
NoTom.Soshelifteduphervoiceatanangle
laskettu
calculatedfordistanceandshouted:.“Y-o-u-uTOM!”
Therewasaslightnoisebehindherandsheturned
juuri
justintimetoseizeasmallboybytheslackofhisroundaboutandarresthisflight.“There!
Imight’a’
ajattelin
thoughtofthatcloset.Whatyoubeendoinginthere?”
“Nothing.”
“Nothing!
Katso
Lookatyourhands.And
katso
lookatyourmouth.Whatisthattruck?”
“Idon’t
tiedä
know,aunt.”“Well,Iknow.
It’sjam—that’swhatit
on
is.FortytimesI’vesaidifyoudidn’t
olen
letthatjamaloneI’dskinyou.Handmethatswitch.”
The
kytkin
switchhoveredintheair—theperilwasepätoivoinen
desperate—.“My!
Lookbehindyou,aunt!”
The
vanha
oldladywhirledround,andsieppasi
snatchedherskirtsoutofdanger.The
poika
ladfledontheinstant,scrambledylös
upthehighboard-fence,andkatosi
disappearedoverit.HisauntPolly
seisoi
stoodsurprisedamoment,andthenbrokeintoalempeä
gentlelaugh.“Hangtheboy,can’tI
koskaan
neverlearnanything?Ain’the
pelannut
playedmetricksenoughlikethatformetobelookingoutforhimbythistime?Mutta
Butoldfoolsisthebiggestfoolsthereis.Can’tlearnanolddognewtricks,asthe
sanoo
sayingis.Butmygoodness,he
koskaan
neverplaysthemalike,twodays,ja
andhowisabodytotietää
knowwhat’scoming?He’pearsto
tietää
knowjusthowlonghevoi
cantormentmebeforeIsaa
getmydanderup,andhetietää
knowsifhecanmakeouttoputmeoffforaminutetai
ormakemelaugh,it’skaikki
alldownagainandIcan’thithimalick.Iain’t
tee
doingmydutybythatpojan
boy,andthat’stheLord’stotuus
truth,goodnessknows.Sparethe
sauva
rodandspilethechild,astheHyvä
GoodBooksays.I’malayingupsin
ja
andsufferingforusboth,Itiedän
know.He’sfulloftheOldScratch,
mutta
butlaws-a-me!he’smyowndeadsister’s
poika
boy,poorthing,andIain’tgotthehearttolashhäntä
him,somehow.EverytimeI
päästän
lethimoff,myconsciencedoessatuttaa
hurtmeso,andeverytimeIhithimmyvanha
oldheartmostbreaks.Well-a-well,
mies
manthatisbornofwomanisoffewdaysandtäynnä
fulloftrouble,astheRaamattu
Scripturesays,andIreckonit’sso.He’ll
leikkii
playhookeythisevening,[*]andI’lljustbeobleegedtomakehimtyöskentelemään
work,tomorrow,topunishhim.It’smighty
vaikea
hardtomakehimworkSaturdays,kun
whenalltheboysishavingholiday,mutta
buthehatesworkmorekuin
thanhehatesanythingelse,andI’vegottodosomeofmydutybyhim,tai
orI’llbetheruinationofthechild.”[*]Southwesternfor“afternoon”.
Tomdidplayhookey,
ja
andhehadaverygoodtime.Hegotback
kotiin
homebarelyinseasontoauttamaan
helpJim,thesmallcoloredboy,sawnext-day’swoodandjakamaan
splitthekindlingsbeforesupper—atainakin
leasthewasthereintimetokertomaan
tellhisadventurestoJimkun
whileJimdidthree-fourthsofthework.Tom’s
nuorempi
youngerbrother(orratherhalf-brother)Sidwasjo
alreadythroughwithhispartofthework(pickingupchips),forhewasahiljainen
quietboy,andhadnoadventurous,trouble-someways.Kun
WhileTomwaseatinghissupper,andvarasti
stealingsugarasopportunityoffered,Täti
AuntPollyaskedhimquestionsthatweretäynnä
fullofguile,andverydeep—forshehalusi
wantedtotraphimintodamagingrevealments.Like
monet
manyothersimple-heartedsouls,itwasherlemmikki
petvanitytobelieveshewasendowedwithatalentfordarkandmysteriousdiplomacy,andsherakasti
lovedtocontemplatehermosttransparentdevicesasmarvelsoflowcunning.Sanoi
Saidshe:.“Tom,itwasmiddlingwarminschool,warn’tit?”
“Yes’m.”
“Powerful
lämmin
warm,warn’tit?”“Yes’m.”
“Didn’tyou
halunnut
wanttogoina-swimming,Tom?”Abitofascare
ampui
shotthroughTom—atouchofepämiellyttävä
uncomfortablesuspicion.HesearchedAuntPolly’sface,
mutta
butittoldhimnothing.Sohe
sanoi
said:.“No’m—well,notverymuch.”
The
vanha
oldladyreachedoutherhandja
andfeltTom’sshirt,andsanoi
said:.“Butyouain’ttoo
lämmin
warmnow,though.”Anditflatteredhertoreflect
että
thatshehaddiscoveredthatthepaita
shirtwasdrywithoutanybodytiennyt
knowingthatthatwaswhatsheoli
hadinhermind.Butin
huolimatta
spiteofher,Tomknewmissä
wherethewindlay,now.Soheforestalledwhat
voisi
mightbethenextmove:.“Someofus
pumppasivat
pumpedonourheads—mine’sdampyet.See?”
Täti
AuntPollywasvexedtothinksheoli
hadoverlookedthatbitofcircumstantialevidence,andmissedatempun
trick.Thenshehada
uusi
newinspiration:.“Tom,youdidn’thavetoundoyour
paidan
shirtcollarwhereIsewedsen
it,topumponyourhead,didyou?Unbuttonyourjacket!”
Thetrouble
katosi
vanishedoutofTom’sface.He
avasi
openedhisjacket.Hisshirtcollarwassecurely
ommeltu
sewed.“Bother!
Well,go’longwithyou.
I’dmadesureyou’dplayedhookey
ja
andbeena-swimming.ButI
anteeksi
forgiveye,Tom.Ireckonyou’reakindofasinged
kissa
cat,asthesayingis—better’nyounäytät
look.Thistime.”
Shewashalfsorryhersagacity
oli
hadmiscarried,andhalfgladettä
thatTomhadstumbledintoobedientconductforonce.Mutta
ButSidneysaid:.“Well,now,
jos
ifIdidn’tthinkyouompelit
sewedhiscollarwithwhitethread,mutta
butit’sblack.”“Why,Idid
ompelin
sewitwithwhite!Tom!”
Mutta
ButTomdidnotwaitfortheloput
rest.Ashewentoutatthedoorhe
sanoi
said:.“Siddy,I’lllickyouforthat.”
InasafeplaceTomexaminedtwolargeneedles
jotka
whichwerethrustintothelapelsofhisjacket,andoli
hadthreadboundaboutthem—oneneedlecarriedvalkoinen
whitethreadandtheothermusta
black.Hesaid:.
“She’dnevernoticedifithadn’tbeenforSid.
Confoundit!
joskus
sometimesshesewsitwithwhite,ja
andsometimesshesewsitwithblack.Iwishtogee-minyshe’dsticktoone
tai
ort’other—Ican’tkeeptherunof’em.Mutta
ButIbetyouI’lllamSidforettä
that.I’lllearnhim!”
HewasnottheModelBoyofthevillage.
He
tunsi
knewthemodelboyverywellthough—andloathedhäntä
him.Withintwominutes,or
jopa
evenless,hehadforgottenkaikki
allhistroubles.Notbecausehistroubleswereonewhit
vähemmän
lessheavyandbittertohimthanaman’saretoaman,butbecauseauusi
newandpowerfulinterestborethemalas
downanddrovethemoutofhismindforthetime—justasmen’smisfortunesareforgottenintheexcitementofuusi
newenterprises.Thisnewinterestwasavalued
uutuus
noveltyinwhistling,whichheoli
hadjustacquiredfromanegro,ja
andhewassufferingtopractiseitundisturbed.Itconsistedinapeculiarbird-liketurn,asortofliquidwarble,producedbytouchingthetonguetotheroofofthe
suuhun
mouthatshortintervalsinthemidstofthemusic—thelukija
readerprobablyremembershowtotehdään
doit,ifhehaseverbeenapoika
boy.Diligenceandattentionsoon
antoivat
gavehimtheknackofit,andhestrodedownthekadulla
streetwithhismouthfullofharmonyandhissoultäynnä
fullofgratitude.Hefeltmuchasanastronomerfeels
joka
whohasdiscoveredanewplanet—noepäilemättä
doubt,asfarasstrong,syvä
deep,unalloyedpleasureisconcerned,theadvantagewaswiththepoika
boy,nottheastronomer.The
kesän
summereveningswerelong.Itwasnotdark,yet.
Tällä hetkellä
PresentlyTomcheckedhiswhistle.A
muukalainen
strangerwasbeforehim—aboyashadesuurempi
largerthanhimself.Anew-comerof
tahansa
anyageoreithersexwasanvaikuttava
impressivecuriosityinthepoorlittleshabbyvillageofSt.Petersburg.Tämä
Thisboywaswelldressed,too—wellpukeutunut
dressedonaweek-day.Thiswas
yksinkertaisesti
simplyastounding.Hiscapwasadainty
asia
thing,hisclose-buttonedblueclothroundaboutwasuusi
newandnatty,andsowerehispantaloons.He
oli
hadshoeson—anditwasonlyPerjantai
Friday.Heevenworeanecktie,a
kirkas
brightbitofribbon.He
oli
hadacitifiedairabouthimthatsöi
ateintoTom’svitals.The
enemmän
moreTomstaredatthesplendidmarvel,sitä
thehigherheturneduphisnoseathisfineryja
andtheshabbierandshabbierhisownoutfitnäyttivät
seemedtohimtogrow.Kumpikaan
Neitherboyspoke.Ifone
liikkui
moved,theothermoved—butonlysidewise,inacircle;theykeptfacetoface
ja
andeyetoeyealltheajan
time.FinallyTomsaid:.
“Ican
nuolla
lickyou!”“I’dliketo
nähdä
seeyoutryit.”“Well,Icandoit.”
“Noyoucan’t,either.”
“YesIcan.”
“Noyoucan’t.”
“Ican.”
“Youcan’t.”
“Can!”
“Can’t!”
An
epämiellyttävä
uncomfortablepause.ThenTomsaid:.
“What’syourname?”
“’Tisn’tanyofyourbusiness,maybe.”
“WellI’lowI’ll
teen
makeitmybusiness.”“Wellwhydon’tyou?”
“Ifyou
sanot
saymuch,Iwill.”“Much—much—much.
Therenow.”
“Oh,youthinkyou’remighty
älykäs
smart,don’tyou?Icould
nuolla
lickyouwithonehandsidottu
tiedbehindme,ifIhaluaisin
wantedto.”“Wellwhydon’tyou
tee
doit?Yousayyoucandoit.”
“WellIwill,
jos
ifyoufoolwithme.”“Ohyes—I’veseenwholefamiliesinthe
samassa
samefix.”“Smarty!
Youthinkyou’resome,now,don’tyou?
Oh,whatahat!”
“You
voit
canlumpthathatifyoudon’tpidä
likeit.Idareyoutoknockitoff—and
kuka tahansa
anybodythat’lltakeadarewillimee
suckeggs.”“You’realiar!”
“You’reanother.”
“You’rea
taisteleva
fightingliaranddasn’ttakeitup.”“Aw—takeawalk!”
“Say—ifyou
annat
givememuchmoreofyoursassI’llotan
takeandbouncearockoff’nyourhead.”“Oh,ofcourseyouwill.”
“WellIwill.”
“Wellwhydon’tyou
tee
doitthen?Whatdoyoukeep
sanot
sayingyouwillfor?Whydon’tyou
tee
doit?It’sbecauseyou’reafraid.”
“Iain’tafraid.”
“Youare.”
“Iain’t.”
“Youare.”
Another
tauko
pause,andmoreeyingandsidlingaroundeachother.Tällä hetkellä
Presentlytheywereshouldertoolkapää
shoulder.Tomsaid:.
“Getawayfromhere!”
“Go
pois
awayyourself!”“Iwon’t.”
“Iwon’teither.”
Sothey
seisoivat
stood,eachwithafootplacedatanangleasabrace,ja
andbothshovingwithmightja
andmain,andgloweringatkukin
eachotherwithhate.But
kumpikaan
neithercouldgetanadvantage.Afterstrugglingtill
molemmat
bothwerehotandflushed,eachrelaxedhisstrainwithwatchfulcaution,ja
andTomsaid:.“You’rea
pelkuri
cowardandapup.I’ll
kerron
tellmybigbrotheronyou,ja
andhecanthrashyouwithhispikku
littlefinger,andI’llmakehimtekemään
doit,too.”“WhatdoIcareforyourbigbrother?
I’vegota
veli
brotherthat’sbiggerthanheis—andwhat’smore,hevoi
canthrowhimoverthataidan
fence,too.“That’salie.”