PREFACE
Mostoftheadventuresrecordedin
tej
thisbookreallyoccurred;one
lub
ortwowereexperiencesofmyown,thereszta
restthoseofboyswhowereschoolmatesofmine.HuckFinnisdrawnfrom
życia
life;TomSawyeralso,butnotfromanindividual—heisacombinationofthecharacteristicsof
trzech
threeboyswhomIknew,i
andthereforebelongstothecompositeorderofarchitecture.The
dziwne
oddsuperstitionstoucheduponwerewszystkie
allprevalentamongchildrenandslavesintheWestattheperiodoftej
thisstory—thatistosay,thirtylub
orfortyyearsago.Althoughmybookisintended
głównie
mainlyfortheentertainmentofboysi
andgirls,Ihopeitwillnotbeshunnedbymeni
andwomenonthataccount,forpartofmyplanmam
hasbeentotrytopleasantlyremindadultsofwhattheykiedyś
oncewerethemselves,andofjak
howtheyfeltandthoughti
andtalked,andwhatqueerenterprisestheyczasami
sometimesengagedin.THEAUTHOR.
CHAPTERI
“Tom!”
Noanswer.
“TOM!”
Noanswer.
“What’sgone
z
withthatboy,Iwonder?YouTOM!”
Noanswer.
The
stara
oldladypulledherspectaclesdół
downandlookedoverthemo
abouttheroom;thensheputthemup
i
andlookedoutunderthem.She
rzadko
seldomorneverlookedthroughthemforsosmallathingasachłopiec
boy;theywereherstate
parę
pair,theprideofherserca
heart,andwerebuiltfor“style,”notservice—shecouldhaveseenprzez
throughapairofstove-lidsjustasdobrze
well.Shelookedperplexedforamoment,
a
andthensaid,notfiercely,ale
butstillloudenoughforthemeble
furnituretohear:.“Well,I
leżę
layifIgetholdofyouI’ll—”.Shedidnotfinish,forby
tym
thistimeshewasbendingdownandpunchingpod
underthebedwiththebroom,andsoshepotrzebowała
neededbreathtopunctuatethepunchesz
with.Sheresurrectednothingbutthe
kota
cat.“Ineverdidseethebeatofthatboy!”
She
poszła
wenttotheopendoori
andstoodinitandspojrzała
lookedoutamongthetomatovinesi
and“jimpson”weedsthatconstitutedtheogród
garden.NoTom.
Soshe
podniosła
lifteduphervoiceatankątem
anglecalculatedfordistanceandshouted:.“Y-o-u-uTOM!”
Therewasaslightnoise
za
behindherandsheturnedjustintimetoseizeasmallboybytheslackofhisroundabouti
andarresthisflight.“There!
Imight’a’thoughtofthat
szafie
closet.Whatyoubeendoinginthere?”
“Nothing.”
“Nothing!
Spójrz
Lookatyourhands.And
spójrz
lookatyourmouth.Whatisthattruck?”
“Idon’t
wiem
know,aunt.”“Well,Iknow.
It’sjam—that’swhatitis.
FortytimesI’vesaid
jeśli
ifyoudidn’tletthatjamaloneI’dskóry
skinyou.Handmethatswitch.”
The
przełącznik
switchhoveredintheair—theniebezpieczeństwo
perilwasdesperate—.“My!
Look
za
behindyou,aunt!”Theold
pani
ladywhirledround,andsnatchedherskirtssię
outofdanger.Theladfledontheinstant,scrambledupthe
wysokiej
highboard-fence,anddisappearedoverit.His
ciotka
auntPollystoodsurprisedamoment,a
andthenbrokeintoałagodny
gentlelaugh.“Hangtheboy,can’tIneverlearn
niczego
anything?Ain’theplayedmetricksenoughlikethatformetobelookingoutforhimbythistime?
Ale
Butoldfoolsisthebiggestfoolsthereis.Can’tlearnanold
psa
dognewtricks,asthesayingis.Ale
Butmygoodness,henevergra
playsthemalike,twodays,i
andhowisabodytowiedzieć
knowwhat’scoming?He’pearsto
wie
knowjusthowlonghemoże
cantormentmebeforeIgetmydanderup,andhewie
knowsifhecanmakeouttoputmeoffforaminutelub
ormakemelaugh,it’salldownznów
againandIcan’thithimalick.Iain’tdoingmydutybythatboy,
i
andthat’stheLord’struth,goodnesswie
knows.Sparetherodandspilethe
dziecko
child,astheGoodBooksays.I’malayingupsin
i
andsufferingforusboth,Iwiem
know.He’sfulloftheOldScratch,
ale
butlaws-a-me!he’smyowndeadsister’sboy,poorthing,
i
andIain’tgottheserca
hearttolashhim,somehow.EverytimeIlethimoff,myconsciencedoes
boli
hurtmeso,andeverytimeIhithimmyoldserce
heartmostbreaks.Well-a-well,man
że
thatisbornofwomanisoffewdaysandpełen
fulloftrouble,astheScripturesays,andIreckonit’sso.He’llplayhookeythis
wieczorem
evening,[*]andI’lljustbeobleegedtomakehimpracy
work,tomorrow,topunishhim.It’smighty
ciężko
hardtomakehimworkSaturdays,kiedy
whenalltheboysismają
havingholiday,buthehatespracy
workmorethanhehatesanythingelse,a
andI’vegottodosomeofmydutybygo
him,orI’llbetheruinationofthechild.”[*]Southwesternfor“afternoon”.
Tomdid
grał
playhookey,andhehadaverygoodtime.Hegotback
domu
homebarelyinseasontohelpJim,thesmallcoloredboy,sawnext-day’swoodi
andsplitthekindlingsbeforesupper—atleasthewastam
thereintimetotellhisadventurestoJimpodczas
whileJimdidthree-fourthsofthepracy
work.Tom’syoungerbrother(or
raczej
ratherhalf-brother)Sidwasalreadythroughwithhispartofthepracy
work(pickingupchips),forhewasaquietboy,i
andhadnoadventurous,trouble-someways.Podczas
WhileTomwaseatinghissupper,i
andstealingsugarasopportunityoffered,Ciotka
AuntPollyaskedhimquestionsktóre
thatwerefullofguile,i
andverydeep—forshewantedtotraphimintodamagingrevealments.Like
wiele
manyothersimple-heartedsouls,itwasherpetpróżność
vanitytobelieveshewasendowedwithatalentfordarki
andmysteriousdiplomacy,andshelovedtorozważać
contemplatehermosttransparentdevicesasmarvelsoflowcunning.Powiedziała
Saidshe:.“Tom,itwasmiddlingwarmin
szkole
school,warn’tit?”“Yes’m.”
“Powerfulwarm,warn’tit?”
“Yes’m.”
“Didn’tyouwanttogoina-swimming,Tom?”
AbitofascareshotthroughTom—atouchofuncomfortablesuspicion.
HesearchedAuntPolly’sface,
ale
butittoldhimnothing.Sohe
powiedział
said:.“No’m—well,notverymuch.”
The
stara
oldladyreachedoutherrękę
handandfeltTom’sshirt,i
andsaid:.“Butyouain’t
za
toowarmnow,though.”Anditflatteredhertoreflect
że
thatshehaddiscoveredthatthekoszula
shirtwasdrywithoutanybodywiedział
knowingthatthatwaswhatshehadinhermind.Ale
Butinspiteofher,Tomwiedział
knewwherethewindlay,teraz
now.Soheforestalledwhatmightbethenextmove:.
“Someofuspumpedonourheads—mine’sdamp
jeszcze
yet.See?”
AuntPollywasvexedto
myślą
thinkshehadoverlookedthatbitofcircumstantialevidence,i
andmissedatrick.Thenshe
miała
hadanewinspiration:.“Tom,youdidn’thavetoundoyourshirtcollar
gdzie
whereIsewedit,topumponyourgłowę
head,didyou?Unbuttonyourjacket!”
The
kłopoty
troublevanishedoutofTom’stwarzy
face.Heopenedhisjacket.
Hisshirt
kołnierz
collarwassecurelysewed.“Bother!
Well,
idź
go’longwithyou.I’dmadesureyou’dplayedhookey
i
andbeena-swimming.ButIforgiveye,Tom.
Ireckonyou’reakindofasinged
kota
cat,asthesayingis—better’nyoulook.Tym
Thistime.”Shewashalfsorryhersagacityhadmiscarried,
i
andhalfgladthatTomhadstumbledintoobedientconductforonce.Ale
ButSidneysaid:.“Well,now,ifIdidn’t
pomyślała
thinkyousewedhiscollarwithwhitethread,ale
butit’sblack.”“Why,Ididsewitwithwhite!
Tom!”
Ale
ButTomdidnotwaitfortherest.Ashewentoutatthe
drzwi
doorhesaid:.“Siddy,I’ll
lizał
lickyouforthat.”InasafeplaceTom
zbadał
examinedtwolargeneedleswhichwerethrustintothelapelsofhisjacket,andmiał
hadthreadboundaboutthem—oneneedleniosła
carriedwhitethreadandtheotherblack.He
powiedział
said:.“She’dnevernoticedifithadn’tbeenforSid.
Confoundit!
czasami
sometimesshesewsitwithwhite,a
andsometimesshesewsitwithblack.Iwishtogee-minyshe’d
trzymała
sticktooneort’other—Ican’tutrzymać
keeptherunof’em.Ale
ButIbetyouI’lllamSidforże
that.I’lllearnhim!”
HewasnottheModelBoyofthevillage.
He
znał
knewthemodelboyverydobrze
wellthough—andloathedhim.Within
dwóch
twominutes,orevenless,hehadforgottenallhistroubles.Not
dlatego
becausehistroubleswereonewhitmniej
lessheavyandbittertohimniż
thanaman’saretoaman,ale
butbecauseanewandpowerfulinterestborethemdowni
anddrovethemoutofhismindforthetime—justasmen’smisfortunesareforgottenintheexcitementofnewenterprises.This
nowe
newinterestwasavaluednoveltyinwhistling,który
whichhehadjustacquiredfromanegro,i
andhewassufferingtopraktykować
practiseitundisturbed.Itconsistedinapeculiarbird-liketurn,asortofliquidwarble,producedbytouchingthe
języka
tonguetotheroofofthemouthatshortintervalsinthemidstofthemusic—theczytelnik
readerprobablyremembershowtorobi
doit,ifhehaseverbeenaboy.Diligence
i
andattentionsoongavehimtheknackofit,i
andhestrodedownthestreetwithhismouthfullofharmonii
harmonyandhissoulfullofgratitude.He
czuł
feltmuchasanastronomerczuł
feelswhohasdiscoveredanewplanet—nodoubt,asfarasstrong,deep,unalloyedprzyjemność
pleasureisconcerned,theadvantagewaswiththeboy,nottheastronomer.Thesummereveningswerelong.
Itwasnotdark,
jeszcze
yet.PresentlyTomcheckedhis
gwizdek
whistle.Astrangerwasbeforehim—a
chłopiec
boyashadelargerthanhimself.Anew-comerofany
wieku
ageoreithersexwasanimpressivecuriosityinthepoorlittleshabbyvillageofSt.Petersburg.Ten
Thisboywaswelldressed,too—welldressedonaweek-day.Thiswas
po prostu
simplyastounding.Hiscapwasadaintything,hisclose-buttoned
niebieski
blueclothroundaboutwasnewandnatty,andsowerehispantaloons.He
miał
hadshoeson—anditwasonlyPiątek
Friday.Heevenworeanecktie,a
jasny
brightbitofribbon.He
miał
hadacitifiedairabouthimktóre
thatateintoTom’svitals.The
bardziej
moreTomstaredatthesplendidcud
marvel,thehigherheturnedsię
uphisnoseathisfineryi
andtheshabbierandshabbierhiswłasny
ownoutfitseemedtohimtogrow.Neitherboyspoke.
Jeśli
Ifonemoved,theothermoved—buttylko
onlysidewise,inacircle;theykeptfacetoface
i
andeyetoeyealltheczas
time.FinallyTomsaid:.
“Ican
polizać
lickyou!”“I’dliketoseeyoutryit.”
“Well,Ican
zrobić
doit.”“Noyoucan’t,either.”
“YesIcan.”
“Noyoucan’t.”
“Ican.”
“Youcan’t.”
“Can!”
“Can’t!”
Anuncomfortable
pauza
pause.ThenTomsaid:.
“What’syourname?”
“’Tisn’tanyofyourbusiness,maybe.”
“WellI’lowI’ll
zrobię
makeitmybusiness.”“Well
dlaczego
whydon’tyou?”“Ifyou
powiesz
saymuch,Iwill.”“Much—much—much.
Therenow.”
“Oh,you
myślisz
thinkyou’remightysmart,don’tyou?Icould
polizać
lickyouwithonehandtiedza
behindme,ifIwantedto.”“Well
dlaczego
whydon’tyoudoit?Yousayyoucan
zrobić
doit.”“WellIwill,
jeśli
ifyoufoolwithme.”“Ohyes—I’ve
widziałem
seenwholefamiliesinthetym samym
samefix.”“Smarty!
Youthinkyou’resome,now,don’tyou?
Oh,whatahat!”
“Youcanlumpthat
kapelusz
hatifyoudon’tlikeit.Idareyoutoknockitoff—andanybodythat’lltakeadare
będzie
willsuckeggs.”“You’realiar!”
“You’reanother.”
“You’reafightingliar
i
anddasn’ttakeitup.”“Aw—takeawalk!”
“Say—ifyougivememuch
więcej
moreofyoursassI’lltakeandbouncearockoff’nyourhead.”“Oh,of
oczywiście
courseyouwill.”“WellIwill.”
“Well
dlaczego
whydon’tyoudoitthen?What
zrobisz
doyoukeepsayingyouwillfor?Dlaczego
Whydon’tyoudoit?It’s
dlatego
becauseyou’reafraid.”“Iain’tafraid.”
“Youare.”
“Iain’t.”
“Youare.”
Another
pauza
pause,andmoreeyingandsidlingwokół
aroundeachother.Presentlytheywere
ramię
shouldertoshoulder.Tomsaid:.
“Getawayfromhere!”
“Goawayyourself!”
“Iwon’t.”
“Iwon’teither.”
Sothey
stanęli
stood,eachwithafootplacedatankątem
angleasabrace,andbothshovingz
withmightandmain,andgloweringatkażdy
eachotherwithhate.Butneithercould
uzyskać
getanadvantage.Afterstrugglingtillbothwerehotandflushed,
każdy
eachrelaxedhisstrainwithwatchfulcaution,andTompowiedział
said:.“You’reacowardandapup.
I’ll
powiem
tellmybigbrotheronyou,a
andhecanthrashyouwithhislittlepalcem
finger,andI’llmakehimzrobił
doit,too.”“WhatdoIcareforyourbig
brat
brother?I’vegotabrotherthat’s
większy
biggerthanheis—andwhat’swięcej
more,hecanthrowhimoverktóry
thatfence,too.“That’salie.”