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PREFACE
Mostoftheadventuresrecordedin
ce
this
bookreallyoccurred;
one
ou
or
twowereexperiencesofmyown,
les
the
restthoseofboys
qui
who
wereschoolmatesofmine.
HuckFinnisdrawnfrom
vie
life
;
TomSawyeralso,butnotfromanindividual—heisacombinationofthecharacteristicsof
trois
three
boyswhomIknew,
et
and
thereforebelongstothecompositeorderofarchitecture.
Les
The
oddsuperstitionstoucheduponwere
toutes
all
prevalentamongchildrenandslavesin
les
the
Westattheperiodof
cette
this
story—thatistosay,thirty
ou
or
fortyyearsago.
Althoughmy
livre
book
isintendedmainlyfor
les
the
entertainmentofboysandgirls,Ihopeit
sera
will
notbeshunnedbymen
et
and
womenonthataccount,for
partie
part
ofmyplanhasbeentotrytopleasantlyremindadultsofwhattheyoncewerethemselves,
et
and
ofhowtheyfelt
et
and
thoughtandtalked,andwhatqueerenterprisesthey
parfois
sometimes
engagedin.
THEAUTHOR.
CHAPTERI
“Tom!”
No
réponse
answer
.
“TOM!”
Noanswer.
“What’s
passé
gone
withthatboy,Iwonder?
YouTOM!”
No
réponse
answer
.
Theoldladypulledherspectacles
bas
down
andlookedoverthemabouttheroom;
thenshe
mis
put
themupandlookedoutunder
les
them
.
Sheseldomornever
regardait
looked
throughthemforsosmalla
chose
thing
asaboy;
theywereherstatepair,theprideofher
cœur
heart
,andwerebuiltfor“style,”notservice—she
pu
could
haveseenthroughapairofstove-lidsjustas
bien
well
.
Shelookedperplexedfor
un
a
moment,andthensaid,notfiercely,
mais
but
stillloudenoughfor
les
the
furnituretohear:.
“Well,Ilay
si
if
IgetholdofyouI’ll—”.
Shedidnotfinish,forby
ce
this
timeshewasbendingdown
et
and
punchingunderthebed
avec
with
thebroom,andsosheneededbreathtopunctuatethepunches
avec
with
.
Sheresurrectednothingbut
le
the
cat.
“Ineverdid
vu
see
thebeatofthatboy!”
She
allée
went
totheopendoor
et
and
stoodinitand
regardé
looked
outamongthetomatovines
et
and
“jimpson”weedsthatconstitutedthegarden.
Pas
No
Tom.
Soshelifteduphervoiceat
un
an
anglecalculatedfordistance
et
and
shouted:.
“Y-o-u-uTOM!”
Therewas
un
a
slightnoisebehindher
et
and
sheturnedjustin
temps
time
toseizeasmall
garçon
boy
bytheslackofhisroundabout
et
and
arresthisflight.
“There!
I
pu
might
’a’thoughtofthatcloset.
Whatyoubeen
faisais
doing
inthere?”
“Nothing.”
“Nothing!
Regardez
Look
atyourhands.
And
regardez
look
atyourmouth.
Whatisthattruck?”
“Idon’t
sais
know
,aunt.”
“Well,Iknow.
It’sjam—that’swhatitis.
FortytimesI’ve
dit
said
ifyoudidn’tlet
que
that
jamaloneI’dskinyou.
Handmethatswitch.”
Theswitchhoveredintheair—theperilwasdesperate—.
“My!
Regarde
Look
behindyou,aunt!”
Theold
dame
lady
whirledround,andsnatchedherskirts
hors
out
ofdanger.
Theladfledontheinstant,scrambledupthe
haute
high
board-fence,anddisappearedover
elle
it
.
HisauntPollystoodsurprised
un
a
moment,andthenbrokeinto
un
a
gentlelaugh.
“Hangthe
garçon
boy
,can’tIneverlearn
rien
anything
?
Ain’theplayedmetricksenough
comme
like
thatformetobelookingoutforhimby
ce
this
time?
Butoldfoolsis
les
the
biggestfoolsthereis.
Can’t
apprendre
learn
anolddognewtricks,asthe
dit
saying
is.
Butmygoodness,he
jamais
never
playsthemalike,twodays,
et
and
howisabodyto
savoir
know
what’scoming?
He’pearsto
savoir
know
justhowlonghecantormentme
avant
before
Igetmydanderup,
et
and
heknowsifhecan
faire
make
outtoputmeofffor
une
a
minuteormakemelaugh,it’s
tout
all
downagainandIcan’t
frapper
hit
himalick.
Iain’t
fais
doing
mydutybythat
garçon
boy
,andthat’stheLord’s
vérité
truth
,goodnessknows.
Sparetherod
et
and
spilethechild,asthe
Bon
Good
Booksays.
I’malayingupsin
et
and
sufferingforusboth,I
sais
know
.
He’sfulloftheOldScratch,
mais
but
laws-a-me!
he’smyowndeadsister’sboy,
pauvre
poor
thing,andIain’tgotthe
cœur
heart
tolashhim,somehow.
Chaque
Every
timeIlethimoff,myconscience
fait
does
hurtmeso,and
chaque
every
timeIhithimmy
vieux
old
heartmostbreaks.
Well-a-well,manthatisbornof
femme
woman
isoffewdays
et
and
fulloftrouble,astheScripture
dit
says
,andIreckonit’sso.
He’llplayhookey
ce
this
evening,[*]andI’lljustbeobleegedto
faire
make
himwork,tomorrow,topunish
le
him
.
It’smightyhardtomakehim
travailler
work
Saturdays,whenalltheboysishavingholiday,
mais
but
hehatesworkmorethanhe
déteste
hates
anythingelse,andI’vegotto
faire
do
someofmydutybyhim,
ou
or
I’llbetheruinationofthechild.”
[*]Southwesternfor“afternoon”.
Tom
fait
did
playhookey,andhehada
très
very
goodtime.
Hegotback
maison
home
barelyinseasontohelpJim,the
petit
small
coloredboy,sawnext-day’swood
et
and
splitthekindlingsbeforesupper—at
moins
least
hewastherein
temps
time
totellhisadventurestoJimwhileJim
faisait
did
three-fourthsofthework.
Tom’syounger
frère
brother
(orratherhalf-brother)Sidwas
déjà
already
throughwithhispartof
le
the
work(pickingupchips),forhewas
un
a
quietboy,andhad
pas
no
adventurous,trouble-someways.
WhileTomwas
mangeait
eating
hissupper,andstealingsugarasopportunityoffered,AuntPolly
posait
asked
himquestionsthatwerefullofguile,
et
and
verydeep—forshewantedtotraphimintodamagingrevealments.
Like
beaucoup
many
othersimple-heartedsouls,itwasherpetvanityto
croire
believe
shewasendowedwithatalentfordark
et
and
mysteriousdiplomacy,andshe
aimait
loved
tocontemplatehermosttransparentdevicesasmarvelsoflowcunning.
Dit
Said
she:.
“Tom,itwasmiddlingwarminschool,warn’tit?”
“Yes’m.”
“Powerfulwarm,warn’tit?”
“Yes’m.”
“Didn’tyou
voulais
want
togoina-swimming,Tom?”
A
peu
bit
ofascareshotthroughTom—a
touche
touch
ofuncomfortablesuspicion.
HesearchedAuntPolly’s
visage
face
,butittoldhim
rien
nothing
.
Sohesaid:.
“No’m—well,not
très
very
much.”
Theoldladyreachedouther
main
hand
andfeltTom’sshirt,
et
and
said:.
“Butyouain’t
trop
too
warmnow,though.”
Anditflatteredhertoreflect
que
that
shehaddiscoveredthat
la
the
shirtwasdrywithoutanybody
sache
knowing
thatthatwaswhatshehadinhermind.
Mais
But
inspiteofher,Tom
savait
knew
wherethewindlay,
maintenant
now
.
Soheforestalledwhat
pourrait
might
bethenextmove:.
“Someofuspumpedonourheads—mine’sdampyet.
See?”
AuntPollywasvexedto
penser
think
shehadoverlookedthat
peu
bit
ofcircumstantialevidence,and
raté
missed
atrick.
Thenshe
eu
had
anewinspiration:.
“Tom,youdidn’thavetoundoyourshirtcollar
where
Isewedit,topumponyour
tête
head
,didyou?
Unbuttonyourjacket!”
Le
The
troublevanishedoutofTom’s
visage
face
.
Heopenedhisjacket.
Hisshirtcollarwassecurelysewed.
“Bother!
Bien
Well
,go’longwithyou.
I’d
fait
made
sureyou’dplayedhookey
et
and
beena-swimming.
ButIforgiveye,Tom.
Ireckonyou’re
une
a
kindofasingedcat,asthe
dit
saying
is—better’nyoulook.
Thistime.”
Shewas
moitié
half
sorryhersagacityhadmiscarried,
et
and
halfgladthatTomhadstumbledintoobedientconductforonce.
Mais
But
Sidneysaid:.
“Well,now,
si
if
Ididn’tthinkyousewedhiscollar
avec
with
whitethread,butit’sblack.”
“Why,Ididsewit
avec
with
white!
Tom!”
ButTomdidnot
attendu
wait
fortherest.
Ashewentoutat
la
the
doorhesaid:.
“Siddy,I’lllickyouforthat.”
Ina
sûr
safe
placeTomexaminedtwolargeneedles
qui
which
werethrustintothelapelsofhisjacket,
et
and
hadthreadboundaboutthem—oneneedlecarried
blanc
white
threadandtheother
noir
black
.
Hesaid:.
“She’dnevernoticed
si
if
ithadn’tbeenforSid.
Confoundit!
parfois
sometimes
shesewsitwith
blanc
white
,andsometimesshesewsit
avec
with
black.
Iwishtogee-minyshe’dsticktoone
ou
or
t’other—Ican’tkeeptherunof’em.
Mais
But
IbetyouI’lllamSidfor
que
that
.
I’lllearnhim!”
Hewasnot
le
the
ModelBoyofthevillage.
He
connaissait
knew
themodelboyvery
bien
well
though—andloathedhim.
Within
deux
two
minutes,orevenless,hehad
oublié
forgotten
allhistroubles.
Not
parce que
because
histroubleswereonewhitlessheavy
et
and
bittertohimthanaman’saretoa
homme
man
,butbecauseanew
et
and
powerfulinterestborethemdown
et
and
drovethemoutofhis
esprit
mind
forthetime—justasmen’smisfortunesareforgottenintheexcitementofnewenterprises.
Ce
This
newinterestwasavaluednoveltyinwhistling,whichhehadjustacquiredfrom
une
a
negro,andhewassufferingtopractiseitundisturbed.
Itconsistedinapeculiarbird-like
tour
turn
,asortofliquidwarble,producedby
touchant
touching
thetonguetotheroofofthemouthatshortintervalsinthemidstofthemusic—thereader
probablement
probably
remembershowtodoit,ifhehaseverbeena
garçon
boy
.
Diligenceandattentionsoongavehimtheknackofit,
et
and
hestrodedownthe
rue
street
withhismouthfullofharmony
et
and
hissoulfullofgratitude.
He
sentait
felt
muchasanastronomer
sentait
feels
whohasdiscoveredanewplanet—nodoubt,asfarasstrong,deep,unalloyedpleasureisconcerned,
le
the
advantagewaswiththe
garçon
boy
,nottheastronomer.
Thesummereveningswerelong.
Itwasnotdark,yet.
PresentlyTom
vérifié
checked
hiswhistle.
Astrangerwas
devant
before
him—aboyashadelarger
que
than
himself.
Anew-comerof
n'importe quel
any
ageoreithersexwasanimpressivecuriosityin
le
the
poorlittleshabbyvillageofSt.Petersburg.
Ce
This
boywaswelldressed,too—welldressedon
un
a
week-day.
Thiswassimplyastounding.
Hiscapwas
une
a
daintything,hisclose-buttonedblueclothroundaboutwas
nouveau
new
andnatty,andsowerehispantaloons.
Hehadshoeson—anditwasonlyFriday.
He
même
even
woreanecktie,abrightbitofribbon.
Hehad
un
a
citifiedairabouthim
qui
that
ateintoTom’svitals.
The
plus
more
Tomstaredatthesplendidmarvel,thehigherheturneduphisnoseathisfinery
et
and
theshabbierandshabbierhis
propre
own
outfitseemedtohimtogrow.
Neitherboy
parlé
spoke
.
Ifonemoved,theothermoved—butonlysidewise,inacircle;
theykeptfacetoface
et
and
eyetoeyeall
le
the
time.
FinallyTomsaid:.
“I
peux
can
lickyou!”
“I’dliketo
voir
see
youtryit.”
“Well,I
peux
can
doit.”
“Noyoucan’t,either.”
“YesIcan.”
“Noyoucan’t.”
“Ican.”
“Youcan’t.”
“Can!”
“Can’t!”
Une
An
uncomfortablepause.
ThenTom
dit
said:
.
“What’syourname?”
“’Tisn’tanyofyourbusiness,maybe.”
“WellI’lowI’llmakeitmybusiness.”
“Well
pourquoi
why
don’tyou?”
“Ifyou
dis
say
much,Iwill.”
“Much—much—much.
Y
There
now.”
“Oh,youthinkyou’remightysmart,don’tyou?
I
pourrais
could
lickyouwithone
main
hand
tiedbehindme,ifI
voulais
wanted
to.”
“Wellwhydon’tyou
ne
do
it?
Yousayyou
peux
can
doit.”
“WellIwill,
si
if
youfoolwithme.”
“Ohyes—I’ve
vu
seen
wholefamiliesinthe
même
same
fix.”
“Smarty!
Youthinkyou’resome,now,don’tyou?
Oh,whatahat!”
“You
peux
can
lumpthathatifyoudon’tlikeit.
Idareyoutoknockitoff—and
quiconque
anybody
that’lltakeadare
va
will
suckeggs.”
“You’realiar!”
“You’reanother.”
“You’re
un
a
fightingliaranddasn’t
prends
take
itup.”
“Aw—takeawalk!”
“Say—ifyou
donnez
give
memuchmoreofyoursassI’ll
prendre
take
andbouncearockoff’nyourhead.”
“Oh,of
sûr
course
youwill.”
“WellIwill.”
“Well
pourquoi
why
don’tyoudoitthen?
What
feras
do
youkeepsayingyouwillfor?
Pourquoi
Why
don’tyoudoit?
It’s
parce que
because
you’reafraid.”
“Iain’tafraid.”
“Youare.”
“Iain’t.”
“Youare.”
Anotherpause,
et
and
moreeyingandsidlingaroundeachother.
Presentlytheywereshouldertoshoulder.
Tom
dit
said:
.
“Getawayfromhere!”
“Goawayyourself!”
“Iwon’t.”
“Iwon’teither.”
Sothey
tenaient
stood
,eachwithafoot
placé
placed
atanangleasabrace,
et
and
bothshovingwithmight
et
and
main,andgloweringat
chacun
each
otherwithhate.
Butneither
pu
could
getanadvantage.
Afterstrugglingtill
deux
both
werehotandflushed,
chacun
each
relaxedhisstrainwithwatchfulcaution,
et
and
Tomsaid:.
“You’reacoward
et
and
apup.
I’lltellmy
grand
big
brotheronyou,andhe
peut
can
thrashyouwithhis
petit
little
finger,andI’llmakehimdoit,too.”
“WhatdoIcareforyour
grand
big
brother?
I’vegota
frère
brother
that’sbiggerthanheis—andwhat’smore,he
peut
can
throwhimoverthatfence,
aussi
too
.
“That’salie.”