PREFACE
Mostoftheadventuresrecordedin
इस
thisbookreallyoccurred;one
या
ortwowereexperiencesofmyown,theबाकी
restthoseofboyswhowereschoolmatesofmine.Huck
फिन
Finnisdrawnfromlife;TomSawyer
भी
also,butnotfromanindividual—heisaसंयोजन
combinationofthecharacteristicsofतीन
threeboyswhomIknew,और
andthereforebelongstothecompositeक्रम
orderofarchitecture.Theoddsuperstitionstoucheduponwere
सभी
allprevalentamongchildrenandslavesintheपश्चिम
Westattheperiodofइस
thisstory—thatistosay,thirtyया
orfortyyearsago.Althoughmy
पुस्तक
bookisintendedmainlyfortheमनोरंजन
entertainmentofboysandgirls,Iआशा
hopeitwillnotbeshunnedbymenऔर
andwomenonthataccount,forहिस्सा
partofmyplanhasbeentoकोशिश
trytopleasantlyremindadultsofwhattheyबार
oncewerethemselves,andofकैसे
howtheyfeltandthoughtऔर
andtalked,andwhatqueerenterprisestheysometimesengagedमें
in.THEAUTHOR.
CHAPTERI
“Tom!”
कोई
Noanswer.“TOM!”
Noanswer.
“What’sgone
साथ
withthatboy,Iwonder?YouTOM!”
कोई
Noanswer.Theoldladypulledherspectacles
नीचे
downandlookedoverthemabouttheकमरे
room;thensheputthem
ऊपर
upandlookedoutunderthem.Sheseldom
या
orneverlookedthroughthemforsosmallएक
athingasaboy;theywereher
राज्य
statepair,theprideofherदिल
heart,andwerebuiltfor“style,”notservice—shecouldhaveseenthroughएक
apairofstove-lidsjustasभी
well.Shelookedperplexedfor
एक
amoment,andthensaid,notfiercely,लेकिन
butstillloudenoughfortheफर्नीचर
furnituretohear:.“Well,Ilay
अगर
ifIgetholdofyouI’ll—”.Shedidnotfinish,forbythistimeshewasbending
नीचे
downandpunchingundertheबिस्तर
bedwiththebroom,andsosheneededसांस
breathtopunctuatethepuncheswith.Sheresurrected
कुछ
nothingbutthecat.“Inever
की
didseethebeatofउस
thatboy!”Shewenttotheopendoor
और
andstoodinitandlookedबाहर
outamongthetomatovinesऔर
and“jimpson”weedsthatconstitutedtheबगीचे
garden.NoTom.
Sosheliftedupher
आवाज
voiceatananglecalculatedforदूरी
distanceandshouted:.“Y-o-u-uTOM!”
Therewas
एक
aslightnoisebehindherऔर
andsheturnedjustinसमय
timetoseizeasmallboybytheslackofhisroundaboutऔर
andarresthisflight.“There!
Imight’a’
सोच
thoughtofthatcloset.Whatyoubeendoinginthere?”
“Nothing.”
“Nothing!
देखो
Lookatyourhands.And
देखो
lookatyourmouth.Whatisthattruck?”
“Idon’t
पता
know,aunt.”“Well,Iknow.
It’sjam—that’swhatit
है
is.FortytimesI’vesaid
अगर
ifyoudidn’tletthatजाम
jamaloneI’dskinyou.Handme
उस
thatswitch.”Theswitchhoveredintheair—theperilwas
हताश
desperate—.“My!
Lookbehindyou,aunt!”
को
Theoldladywhirledround,andsnatchedherskirtsबाहर
outofdanger.Theladfledonthe
तुरंत
instant,scrambledupthehighboard-fence,और
anddisappearedoverit.His
चाची
auntPollystoodsurprisedaपल
moment,andthenbrokeintoएक
agentlelaugh.“Hangtheboy,can’tInever
सीख
learnanything?Ain’theplayedmetricks
पर्याप्त
enoughlikethatformetobelookingoutforhimbyइस
thistime?Butoldfoolsisthe
बड़े
biggestfoolsthereis.Can’tlearn
एक
anolddognewtricks,asको
thesayingis.Butmy
भलाई
goodness,heneverplaysthemalike,दो
twodays,andhowisएक
abodytoknowwhat’scoming?He’pearstoknowjusthowlonghe
सकता
cantormentmebeforeIgetmydanderup,और
andheknowsifheसकता
canmakeouttoputmeoffforएक
aminuteormakemelaugh,it’sसब
alldownagainandIcan’thithimएक
alick.Iain’tdoingmy
कर्तव्य
dutybythatboy,andthat’stheLord’sसत्य
truth,goodnessknows.Sparethe
छड़ी
rodandspilethechild,asको
theGoodBooksays.I’m
एक
alayingupsinandsufferingforusदोनों
both,Iknow.He’sfullofthe
पुराने
OldScratch,butlaws-a-me!he’smyown
मृत
deadsister’sboy,poorthing,और
andIain’tgottheदिल
hearttolashhim,somehow.हर
EverytimeIlethimoff,myविवेक
consciencedoeshurtmeso,और
andeverytimeIhithimmyoldदिल
heartmostbreaks.Well-a-well,man
कि
thatisbornofwomanisofकुछ
fewdaysandfullofपरेशानी
trouble,astheScripturesays,और
andIreckonit’sso.He’llplayhookeythis
शाम
evening,[*]andI’lljustbeobleegedtomakehimकाम
work,tomorrow,topunishhim.It’smighty
मुश्किल
hardtomakehimworkSaturdays,जब
whenalltheboysishavingछुट्टी
holiday,buthehatesworkmorethanhehatesanythingelse,andI’vegottoकरना
dosomeofmydutybyhim,या
orI’llbetheruinationofthechild.”[*]Southwesternfor“afternoon”.
Tomdidplayhookey,
और
andhehadaveryअच्छा
goodtime.Hegotback
घर
homebarelyinseasontoमदद
helpJim,thesmallcoloredboy,sawnext-day’sलकड़ी
woodandsplitthekindlingsपहले
beforesupper—atleasthewasवहाँ
thereintimetotellhisadventurestoJimजबकि
whileJimdidthree-fourthsoftheकाम
work.Tom’syoungerbrother(orratherhalf-brother)Sidwasalready
से
throughwithhispartoftheकाम
work(pickingupchips),forhewasaशांत
quietboy,andhadnoसाहसिक
adventurous,trouble-someways.WhileTomwaseatinghis
खाना
supper,andstealingsugarasअवसर
opportunityoffered,AuntPollyaskedhimquestionsजो
thatwerefullofguile,और
andverydeep—forshewantedtotraphimintodamagingrevealments.Like
कई
manyothersimple-heartedsouls,itwasherपालतू
petvanitytobelieveshewasendowedwithएक
atalentfordarkandरहस्यमय
mysteriousdiplomacy,andshelovedtocontemplateherसबसे
mosttransparentdevicesasmarvelsofकम
lowcunning.Saidshe:.
“Tom,itwasmiddling
गर्म
warminschool,warn’tit?”“Yes’m.”
“Powerful
गर्म
warm,warn’tit?”“Yes’m.”
“Didn’tyou
चाहते
wanttogoina-swimming,Tom?”एक
Abitofascareशॉट
shotthroughTom—atouchofअसहज
uncomfortablesuspicion.HesearchedAuntPolly’s
चेहरे
face,butittoldhimकुछ
nothing.Sohesaid:.
“No’m—well,notverymuch.”
को
Theoldladyreachedoutherहाथ
handandfeltTom’sshirt,और
andsaid:.“Butyouain’t
बहुत
toowarmnow,though.”Anditflatteredherto
प्रतिबिंबित
reflectthatshehaddiscoveredकि
thattheshirtwasdryबिना
withoutanybodyknowingthatthatwaswhatshehadinherमन
mind.Butinspiteof
उसके
her,Tomknewwheretheहवा
windlay,now.Soheforestalledwhatmightbethenextmove:.
“Someofuspumpedonourheads—mine’sdampyet.
See?”
चाची
AuntPollywasvexedtothinkshehadoverlookedकि
thatbitofcircumstantialevidence,और
andmissedatrick.Thenshehad
एक
anewinspiration:.“Tom,youdidn’t
किया
havetoundoyourshirtकॉलर
collarwhereIsewedit,toपंप
pumponyourhead,didyou?Unbuttonyourjacket!”
The
परेशानी
troublevanishedoutofTom’sचेहरे
face.Heopenedhisjacket.
His
शर्ट
shirtcollarwassecurelysewed.“Bother!
Well,
जाओ
go’longwithyou.I’dmade
यकीन
sureyou’dplayedhookeyandbeena-swimming.लेकिन
ButIforgiveye,Tom.I
लगता
reckonyou’reakindofएक
asingedcat,astheकहा
sayingis—better’nyoulook.Thistime.”
Shewashalf
खेद
sorryhersagacityhadmiscarried,और
andhalfgladthatTomhadstumbledintoआज्ञाकारी
obedientconductforonce.ButSidney
कहा
said:.“Well,now,ifIdidn’t
लगता
thinkyousewedhiscollarwithसफेद
whitethread,butit’sblack.”“Why,Ididsewitwith
सफेद
white!Tom!”
ButTomdidnotwaitforthe
बाकी
rest.Ashewentoutatthedoorhe
कहा
said:.“Siddy,I’lllickyouforthat.”
In
एक
asafeplaceTomexaminedदो
twolargeneedleswhichwerethrustintothelapelsofhisजैकेट
jacket,andhadthreadboundaboutthem—oneसुई
needlecarriedwhitethreadandtheotherblack.He
कहा
said:.“She’dnevernoticedifithadn’tbeenforSid.
Confound
इसे
it!sometimesshesewsitwith
सफेद
white,andsometimesshesewsitwithblack.Iwishtogee-minyshe’d
रहना
sticktooneort’other—Ican’tkeeptheचलाने
runof’em.ButIbetyouI’lllamSidfor
कि
that.I’lllearnhim!”
Hewasnotthe
आदर्श
ModelBoyofthevillage.Heknew
को
themodelboyverywellthough—andloathedhim.Within
दो
twominutes,orevenless,hehadभूल
forgottenallhistroubles.Notbecausehistroubleswereonewhit
कम
lessheavyandbittertohimthanaman’saretoaआदमी
man,butbecauseanewऔर
andpowerfulinterestborethemनीचे
downanddrovethemoutofhisमन
mindforthetime—justasmen’smisfortunesareforgottenintheउत्साह
excitementofnewenterprises.This
नई
newinterestwasavaluedनवीनता
noveltyinwhistling,whichhehadअभी
justacquiredfromanegro,और
andhewassufferingtoअभ्यास
practiseitundisturbed.Itconsistedin
एक
apeculiarbird-liketurn,aप्रकार
sortofliquidwarble,producedbytouchingtheजीभ
tonguetotheroofofthemouthatकम
shortintervalsinthemidstofthemusic—theपाठक
readerprobablyremembershowtoकरना
doit,ifhehaseverbeenएक
aboy.Diligenceandattention
जल्द ही
soongavehimtheknackofit,और
andhestrodedowntheसड़क
streetwithhismouthfullofसद्भाव
harmonyandhissoulfullofकृतज्ञता
gratitude.Hefeltmuchasanastronomerfeelswhohasdiscovereda
नया
newplanet—nodoubt,asfarasमजबूत
strong,deep,unalloyedpleasureisसंबंध
concerned,theadvantagewaswiththeboy,nottheastronomer.The
गर्मियों
summereveningswerelong.Itwasnotdark,yet.
वर्तमान
PresentlyTomcheckedhiswhistle.एक
Astrangerwasbeforehim—aलड़का
boyashadelargerthanhimself.Anew-comerofany
उम्र
ageoreithersexwasanप्रभावशाली
impressivecuriosityinthepoorछोटे
littleshabbyvillageofSt.Petersburg.यह
Thisboywaswelldressed,too—welldressedonaweek-day.यह
Thiswassimplyastounding.His
टोपी
capwasadaintything,hisclose-buttonedblueकपड़े
clothroundaboutwasnewandnatty,और
andsowerehispantaloons.Hehad
जूते
shoeson—anditwasonlyशुक्रवार
Friday.Heevenworeanecktie,
एक
abrightbitofribbon.Hehad
एक
acitifiedairabouthimजो
thatateintoTom’svitals.ThemoreTomstaredatthesplendid
चमत्कार
marvel,thehigherheturneduphisनाक
noseathisfineryandtheshabbierandshabbierhisही
ownoutfitseemedtohimtogrow.Neitherboyspoke.
यदि
Ifonemoved,theothermoved—butकेवल
onlysidewise,inacircle;theykeptfacetoface
और
andeyetoeyealltheसमय
time.FinallyTomsaid:.
“I
सकता
canlickyou!”“I’dliketoseeyou
कोशिश
tryit.”“Well,Ican
कर
doit.”“Noyoucan’t,either.”
“YesIcan.”
“Noyoucan’t.”
“Ican.”
“Youcan’t.”
“Can!”
“Can’t!”
एक
Anuncomfortablepause.ThenTom
कहा
said:.“What’syourname?”
“’Tisn’t
कोई
anyofyourbusiness,maybe.”“WellI’lowI’llmakeitmybusiness.”
“Well
क्यों
whydon’tyou?”“Ifyou
कहते
saymuch,Iwill.”“Much—much—much.
वहाँ
Therenow.”“Oh,youthinkyou’remightysmart,don’tyou?
Icouldlickyouwith
एक
onehandtiedbehindme,अगर
ifIwantedto.”“Well
क्यों
whydon’tyoudoit?You
कहते
sayyoucandoit.”“WellIwill,
अगर
ifyoufoolwithme.”“Ohyes—I’veseen
पूरे
wholefamiliesinthesamefix.”“Smarty!
You
सोचते
thinkyou’resome,now,don’tyou?Oh,what
एक
ahat!”“Youcanlump
उस
thathatifyoudon’tपसंद
likeit.Idareyoutoknockitoff—andanybodythat’lltake
कोई
adarewillsuckeggs.”“You’re
एक
aliar!”“You’reanother.”
“You’re
एक
afightingliaranddasn’ttakeitup.”“Aw—takeawalk!”
“Say—ifyou
देते
givememuchmoreofyoursassI’llले
takeandbouncearockoff’nyourhead.”“Oh,ofcourseyouwill.”
“WellIwill.”
“Well
क्यों
whydon’tyoudoitthen?What
करोगे
doyoukeepsayingyouwillfor?क्यों
Whydon’tyoudoit?It’s
क्योंकि
becauseyou’reafraid.”“Iain’tafraid.”
“Youare.”
“Iain’t.”
“Youare.”
Anotherpause,andmoreeyingandsidling
चारों ओर
aroundeachother.Presentlytheywere
कंधे
shouldertoshoulder.Tomsaid:.
“Get
दूर
awayfromhere!”“Goawayyourself!”
“Iwon’t.”
“Iwon’teither.”
Sotheystood,
प्रत्येक
eachwithafootplacedatanकोण
angleasabrace,andदोनों
bothshovingwithmightandमुख्य
main,andgloweringateachदूसरे
otherwithhate.Butneithercouldget
कोई
anadvantage.Afterstrugglingtill
दोनों
bothwerehotandflushed,प्रत्येक
eachrelaxedhisstrainwithwatchfulसतर्कता
caution,andTomsaid:.“You’re
एक
acowardandapup.I’ll
बता
tellmybigbrotheronyou,और
andhecanthrashyouwithhislittleउंगली
finger,andI’llmakehimdoit,too.”“WhatdoI
परवाह
careforyourbigbrother?I’vegot
एक
abrotherthat’sbiggerthanheis—andwhat’smore,heसकता
canthrowhimoverthatबाड़
fence,too.“That’salie.”