PREFACE
Mostoftheadventuresrecordedinthisbook
valóban
reallyoccurred;oneortwowereexperiencesofmyown,therestthoseofboyswhowereschoolmatesofmine.
HuckFinnisdrawnfromlife;
TomSawyer
is
also,butnotfromanindividual—heisacombinationofthecharacteristicsofhárom
threeboyswhomIknew,és
andthereforebelongstothecompositeorderofarchitecture.Theoddsuperstitionstoucheduponwereallprevalentamong
gyermekek
childrenandslavesintheWestattheperiodofthisstory—thatistosay,thirtyvagy
orfortyyearsago.Althoughmybookisintendedmainlyfortheentertainmentofboys
és
andgirls,Ihopeitfogják
willnotbeshunnedbymenés
andwomenonthataccount,forrésze
partofmyplanhasbeentotrytopleasantlyremindadultsofwhattheyegykor
oncewerethemselves,andofhowtheyfeltés
andthoughtandtalked,andwhatqueerenterprisestheynéha
sometimesengagedin.THEAUTHOR.
CHAPTERI
“Tom!”
Nincs
Noanswer.“TOM!”
Noanswer.
“What’sgone
a
withthatboy,Iwonder?YouTOM!”
Nincs
Noanswer.Theoldladypulledherspectaclesdown
és
andlookedoverthemabouttheroom;thensheputthemup
és
andlookedoutunderthem.Sheseldom
vagy
orneverlookedthroughthemforsokis
smallathingasafiú
boy;theywereherstatepair,theprideofherheart,
és
andwerebuiltfor“style,”notservice—shecouldvolna
haveseenthroughapairofstove-lidsjustasis
well.Shelookedperplexedfor
egy
amoment,andthensaid,notfiercely,de
butstillloudenoughforthefurnituretohallani
hear:.“Well,IlayifIgetholdofyouI’ll—”.
Shedidnotfinish,forbythistimeshewasbendingdown
és
andpunchingunderthebedwiththebroom,és
andsosheneededbreathtopunctuatethepuncheswith.Sheresurrectednothingbut
a
thecat.“Ineverdid
láttam
seethebeatofthatboy!”Shewenttotheopendoor
és
andstoodinitandlookedoutamongthetomatovinesés
and“jimpson”weedsthatconstitutedthegarden.Nem
NoTom.Soshelifteduphervoiceat
egy
ananglecalculatedfordistanceés
andshouted:.“Y-o-u-uTOM!”
Therewas
egy
aslightnoisebehindherés
andsheturnedjustinidőben
timetoseizeasmallkisfiú
boybytheslackofhisroundaboutés
andarresthisflight.“There!
Imight’a’
gondoltam
thoughtofthatcloset.Whatyoubeen
csináltál
doinginthere?”“Nothing.”
“Nothing!
Lookatyourhands.
És
Andlookatyourmouth.Whatisthattruck?”
“Idon’t
tudom
know,aunt.”“Well,Iknow.
It’sjam—that’swhatit
az
is.FortytimesI’vesaid
ha
ifyoudidn’tletthatjamaloneI’dskinyou.Handmethatswitch.”
Theswitchhoveredintheair—theperilwasdesperate—.
“My!
Nézz
Lookbehindyou,aunt!”Theoldladywhirledround,
és
andsnatchedherskirtsoutofdanger.Theladfledontheinstant,scrambled
fel
upthehighboard-fence,anddisappearedoverit.HisauntPollystoodsurprised
egy
amoment,andthenbrokeintoegy
agentlelaugh.“Hangthe
fiút
boy,can’tIneverlearnsemmit
anything?Ain’theplayedmetricks
elég
enoughlikethatformetobelookingoutforhimbythistime?De
Butoldfoolsisthebiggestfoolsthereis.Can’tlearn
egy
anolddognewtricks,asthemondják
sayingis.Butmygoodness,heneverplaysthemalike,
két
twodays,andhowisatest
bodytoknowwhat’scoming?He’pearstoknowjusthowlonghecantormentme
mielőtt
beforeIgetmydanderup,és
andheknowsifhecanmakeouttoputmeoffforegy
aminuteormakemelaugh,it’salldownmegint
againandIcan’thithimegy
alick.Iain’tdoingmydutybythatboy,
és
andthat’stheLord’struth,goodnesstudja
knows.Sparetherodandspile
a
thechild,astheGoodKönyv
Booksays.I’malaying
fel
upsinandsufferingforusboth,Itudom
know.He’sfullofthe
Öreg
OldScratch,butlaws-a-me!he’smy
saját
owndeadsister’sboy,poorthing,és
andIain’tgotthehearttolashhim,somehow.Minden
EverytimeIlethimoff,myconsciencedoeshurtmeso,és
andeverytimeIhithimmyrégi
oldheartmostbreaks.Well-a-well,
ember
manthatisbornofwomanisoffewdaysés
andfulloftrouble,astheScripturemondja
says,andIreckonit’sso.He’llplayhookeythisevening,[*]
és
andI’lljustbeobleegedtomakehimdolgozzon
work,tomorrow,topunishhim.It’smighty
nehéz
hardtomakehimworkSaturdays,amikor
whenalltheboysiskell
havingholiday,buthehatesdolgozzon
workmorethanhehatesbármi
anythingelse,andI’vegottodosomeofmydutybyvele
him,orI’llbetheruinationofthechild.”[*]Southwesternfor“afternoon”.
Tomdidplayhookey,
és
andhehadaverygoodtime.Hegotback
haza
homebarelyinseasontosegítsen
helpJim,thesmallcoloredboy,sawnext-day’swoodés
andsplitthekindlingsbeforesupper—atleasthewasott
thereintimetotellhisadventurestoJimmiközben
whileJimdidthree-fourthsofthemunka
work.Tom’syoungerbrother(orratherhalf-brother)Sidwas
már
alreadythroughwithhispartofthework(pickingupchips),forhewasacsendes
quietboy,andhadnoadventurous,trouble-someways.Miközben
WhileTomwaseatinghissupper,és
andstealingsugarasopportunityoffered,AuntPollyaskedhimquestionsthatweretele
fullofguile,andverydeep—forsheakarta
wantedtotraphimintodamagingrevealments.Like
sok
manyothersimple-heartedsouls,itwasherpetvanitytobelieveshewasendowedwithatalentfordarkés
andmysteriousdiplomacy,andshelovedtocontemplatehermosttransparentdevicesasmarvelsoflowcunning.Mondta
Saidshe:.“Tom,itwasmiddlingwarminschool,warn’tit?”
“Yes’m.”
“Powerfulwarm,warn’tit?”
“Yes’m.”
“Didn’tyou
akartál
wanttogoina-swimming,Tom?”Egy
Abitofascareshotát
throughTom—atouchofuncomfortablesuspicion.HesearchedAuntPolly’s
arcát
face,butittoldhimnothing.Sohe
mondta
said:.“No’m—well,notverymuch.”
Theoldladyreachedouther
kezét
handandfeltTom’sshirt,és
andsaid:.“Butyouain’t
túl
toowarmnow,though.”Anditflatteredhertoreflectthatshehaddiscoveredthattheshirtwasdrywithout
bárki
anybodyknowingthatthatwaswhatshehadinhermind.De
Butinspiteofher,Tomtudta
knewwherethewindlay,most
now.Soheforestalledwhatmightbe
a
thenextmove:.“Someofuspumpedonourheads—mine’sdamp
még
yet.See?”
AuntPollywasvexedtothinkshe
volt
hadoverlookedthatbitofcircumstantialevidence,és
andmissedatrick.Thenshehada
új
newinspiration:.“Tom,youdidn’t
kellett
havetoundoyourshirtcollarahol
whereIsewedit,topumponyourhead,didyou?Unbuttonyourjacket!”
The
baj
troublevanishedoutofTom’sface.Heopenedhisjacket.
Hisshirtcollarwassecurelysewed.
“Bother!
Nos
Well,go’longwithyou.I’d
hogy
madesureyou’dplayedhookeyés
andbeena-swimming.ButIforgiveye,Tom.
Ireckonyou’reakindofasingedcat,asthe
mondják
sayingis—better’nyoulook.Thistime.”
Shewas
félig
halfsorryhersagacityhadmiscarried,és
andhalfgladthatTomhadstumbledintoobedientconductforegyszer
once.ButSidneysaid:.
“Well,now,
ha
ifIdidn’tthinkyousewedhiscollarwithfehér
whitethread,butit’sblack.”“Why,Ididsewitwithwhite!
Tom!”
De
ButTomdidnotwaitfortherest.Ashewentoutat
az
thedoorhesaid:.“Siddy,I’lllickyouforthat.”
Ina
biztonságos
safeplaceTomexaminedtwolargeneedleswhichwerethrustintothelapelsofhisjacket,és
andhadthreadboundaboutthem—oneneedlecarriedfehér
whitethreadandtheotherfekete
black.Hesaid:.
“She’dnevernoticed
ha
ifithadn’tbeenforSid.Confoundit!
néha
sometimesshesewsitwithwhite,andnéha
sometimesshesewsitwithblack.Iwishtogee-minyshe’dsticktoone
vagy
ort’other—Ican’tkeeptherunof’em.De
ButIbetyouI’lllamSidforhogy
that.I’lllearnhim!”
HewasnottheModelBoyofthevillage.
Heknew
a
themodelboyverywellthough—andloathedhim.Within
két
twominutes,orevenless,hevagy
hadforgottenallhistroubles.Not
mert
becausehistroubleswereonewhitlessheavyés
andbittertohimthanaman’saretoaman,hanem
butbecauseanewandpowerfulinterestborethemdownés
anddrovethemoutofhismindforthetime—justasmen’smisfortunesareforgottenintheexcitementofúj
newenterprises.Thisnewinterestwas
egy
avaluednoveltyinwhistling,whichhevolt
hadjustacquiredfromanegro,és
andhewassufferingtopractiseitundisturbed.Itconsistedin
egy
apeculiarbird-liketurn,asortofliquidwarble,producedbytouchingthetonguetotheroofofthemouthatshortintervalsinthemidstofthemusic—thereadervalószínűleg
probablyremembershowtodoez
it,ifhehaseverbeenegy
aboy.Diligenceandattention
hamarosan
soongavehimtheknackofit,és
andhestrodedowntheutcán
streetwithhismouthfullofharmonyés
andhissoulfullofgratitude.Hefeltmuchasanastronomerfeels
aki
whohasdiscoveredanewplanet—nodoubt,asfarasstrong,deep,unalloyedpleasureisconcerned,theadvantagewaswiththeboy,nottheastronomer.A
Thesummereveningswerelong.Itwasnotdark,
még
yet.PresentlyTomcheckedhiswhistle.
Egy
Astrangerwasbeforehim—afiú
boyashadelargerthanhimself.Anew-comerof
bármilyen
anyageoreithersexwasanimpressivecuriosityintheszegény
poorlittleshabbyvillageofSt.Petersburg.Ez
Thisboywaswelldressed,too—welldressedonegy
aweek-day.Thiswassimplyastounding.
Hiscapwas
egy
adaintything,hisclose-buttonedblueclothroundaboutwasúj
newandnatty,andsowerehispantaloons.He
volt
hadshoeson—anditwascsak
onlyFriday.Heevenwore
egy
anecktie,abrightbitofribbon.He
volt
hadacitifiedairabouthimthatateintoTom’svitals.ThemoreTomstaredatthesplendidmarvel,thehigherhe
fordította
turneduphisnoseathisfineryés
andtheshabbierandshabbierhissaját
ownoutfitseemedtohimtogrow.Neither
fiú
boyspoke.Ifonemoved,the
másik
othermoved—butonlysidewise,inacircle;theykept
szembe
facetofaceandeyetoeyealltheidő
time.FinallyTomsaid:.
“I
tudok
canlickyou!”“I’dliketoseeyoutryit.”
“Well,I
tudom
candoit.”“Noyoucan’t,either.”
“YesIcan.”
“Noyoucan’t.”
“Ican.”
“Youcan’t.”
“Can!”
“Can’t!”
Egy
Anuncomfortablepause.ThenTom
mondta
said:.“What’syourname?”
“’Tisn’tanyofyourbusiness,maybe.”
“WellI’lowI’llmakeitmybusiness.”
“Well
miért
whydon’tyou?”“Ifyousay
sokat
much,Iwill.”“Much—much—much.
Therenow.”
“Oh,youthinkyou’remightysmart,don’tyou?
Icouldlickyouwith
egy
onehandtiedbehindme,ha
ifIwantedto.”“Well
miért
whydon’tyoudoit?You
mondod
sayyoucandoit.”“WellIwill,
ha
ifyoufoolwithme.”“Ohyes—I’ve
láttam
seenwholefamiliesinthesamefix.”“Smarty!
Youthinkyou’resome,now,don’tyou?
Oh,whatahat!”
“Youcanlumpthathat
ha
ifyoudon’tlikeit.Idareyoutoknockitoff—and
bárki
anybodythat’lltakeadarewillsuckeggs.”“You’realiar!”
“You’reanother.”
“You’re
egy
afightingliaranddasn’ttakeitup.”“Aw—takeawalk!”
“Say—ifyougivememuch
többet
moreofyoursassI’lltakeandbounceegy
arockoff’nyourhead.”“Oh,of
persze
courseyouwill.”“WellIwill.”
“Well
miért
whydon’tyoudoitthen?Whatdoyoukeep
mondod
sayingyouwillfor?Whydon’tyou
csinálod
doit?It’sbecauseyou’reafraid.”
“Iain’tafraid.”
“Youare.”
“Iain’t.”
“Youare.”
Anotherpause,
és
andmoreeyingandsidlingkörül
aroundeachother.Presentlytheywereshouldertoshoulder.
Tom
mondta
said:.“Getawayfromhere!”
“Go
el
awayyourself!”“Iwon’t.”
“Iwon’teither.”
Sotheystood,eachwithafootplacedatanangleasabrace,
és
andbothshovingwithmightés
andmain,andgloweringateachotherwithgyűlölet
hate.Butneithercouldgetanadvantage.
Miután
Afterstrugglingtillbothwereforró
hotandflushed,eachrelaxedhisstraina
withwatchfulcaution,andTommondta
said:.“You’reacowardand
egy
apup.I’lltellmybigbrotheronyou,
és
andhecanthrashyouwithhislittlefinger,és
andI’llmakehimdoit,too.”“WhatdoI
érdekel
careforyourbigbrother?I’vegot
egy
abrotherthat’sbiggerthanheis—andwhat’smore,hetudja
canthrowhimoverthatfence,is
too.“That’salie.”