PREFACE
Mostoftheadventuresrecordedin
tej
thisbookreallyoccurred;one
ali
ortwowereexperiencesofmyown,therestthoseofboyski
whowereschoolmatesofmine.HuckFinnisdrawnfromlife;
TomSawyer
tudi
also,butnotfromanindividual—heisacombinationofthecharacteristicsoftreh
threeboyswhomIknew,in
andthereforebelongstothecompositeorderofarchitecture.Theoddsuperstitionstoucheduponwereallprevalentamongchildren
in
andslavesintheWestattheperiodofthisstory—thatistosay,thirtyali
orfortyyearsago.Althoughmybookisintendedmainlyfortheentertainmentofboysandgirls,I
upam
hopeitwillnotbeshunnedbymenandwomenonthataccount,fordel
partofmyplanhasbeentotrytopleasantlyremindadultsofwhattheynekoč
oncewerethemselves,andofkako
howtheyfeltandthoughtandtalked,andwhatqueerenterprisestheyvčasih
sometimesengagedin.THEAUTHOR.
CHAPTERI
“Tom!”
Noanswer.
“TOM!”
Noanswer.
“What’sgone
s
withthatboy,Iwonder?YouTOM!”
Noanswer.
Je
Theoldladypulledherspectaclesnavzdol
downandlookedoverthemaboutje
theroom;thensheputthemup
in
andlookedoutunderthem.Sheseldom
ali
orneverlookedthroughthemforsosmallastvar
thingasaboy;theywereherstatepair,theprideofher
srca
heart,andwerebuiltfor“style,”notservice—shecouldhaveseenskozi
throughapairofstove-lidsjustaswell.Shelookedperplexedfora
trenutek
moment,andthensaid,notfiercely,vendar
butstillloudenoughforthefurnituretohear:.“Well,Ilay
če
ifIgetholdofyouI’ll—”.Shedidnotfinish,forbythistimeshewasbendingdown
in
andpunchingunderthebeds
withthebroom,andsosheneededbreathtopunctuateje
thepuncheswith.Sheresurrected
ničesar
nothingbutthecat.“I
nikoli
neverdidseethebeatofthatboy!”Shewentto
je
theopendoorandstoodinitin
andlookedoutamongthetomatovinesin
and“jimpson”weedsthatconstitutedje
thegarden.NoTom.
Soshelifteduphervoiceat
je
ananglecalculatedfordistancein
andshouted:.“Y-o-u-uTOM!”
Therewasaslightnoisebehindher
in
andsheturnedjustintimetoseizeasmallfanta
boybytheslackofhisroundaboutin
andarresthisflight.“There!
Imight’a’thoughtofthatcloset.
Whatyoubeendoinginthere?”
“Nothing.”
“Nothing!
Poglej
Lookatyourhands.And
poglej
lookatyourmouth.Whatisthattruck?”
“Idon’t
vem
know,aunt.”“Well,Iknow.
It’sjam—that’swhatit
je
is.FortytimesI’vesaid
če
ifyoudidn’tletthatjammiru
aloneI’dskinyou.Handmethatswitch.”
Je
Theswitchhoveredintheair—theperilwasdesperate—.“My!
Poglej
Lookbehindyou,aunt!”The
stara
oldladywhirledround,andsnatchedherskirtsoutofdanger.Je
Theladfledontheinstant,scrambledupje
thehighboard-fence,anddisappearedčez
overit.HisauntPollystoodsurprised
je
amoment,andthenbrokeintoje
agentlelaugh.“Hangthe
fanta
boy,can’tIneverlearnničesar
anything?Ain’theplayedmetricks
dovolj
enoughlikethatformetobelookingoutforhimbythistime?Ampak
Butoldfoolsisthebiggestfoolsthereis.Can’tlearnanold
psa
dognewtricks,asthesayingis.Ampak
Butmygoodness,heneverplaysthemalike,dva
twodays,andhowisatelo
bodytoknowwhat’scoming?He’pearstoknowjust
kako
howlonghecantormentmepreden
beforeIgetmydanderup,in
andheknowsifhelahko
canmakeouttoputmeoffforaminuto
minuteormakemelaugh,it’svse
alldownagainandIcan’tzadeti
hithimalick.Iain’tdoingmydutyby
to
thatboy,andthat’stheLord’sresnica
truth,goodnessknows.Sparetherod
in
andspilethechild,astheDobra
GoodBooksays.I’malayingupsin
in
andsufferingforusboth,Ivem
know.He’sfulloftheOldScratch,
ampak
butlaws-a-me!he’smyowndeadsister’sboy,
ubogi
poorthing,andIain’tgotje
thehearttolashhim,somehow.EverytimeIlethimoff,myconsciencedoes
boli
hurtmeso,andeverytimeIudaril
hithimmyoldheartnajbolj
mostbreaks.Well-a-well,manthatisbornof
ženska
womanisoffewdaysin
andfulloftrouble,astheScripturesays,in
andIreckonit’sso.He’llplayhookeythisevening,[*]andI’lljustbeobleegedtomakehimwork,
jutri
tomorrow,topunishhim.It’smighty
težko
hardtomakehimworkSaturdays,ko
whenalltheboysishavingholiday,vendar
buthehatesworkmorekot
thanhehatesanythingelse,in
andI’vegottodonekaj
someofmydutybyhim,orI’llbetheruinationofthechild.”[*]Southwesternfor“afternoon”.
Tomdidplayhookey,
in
andhehadaverydober
goodtime.Hegotback
domov
homebarelyinseasontohelpJim,thesmallcoloredboy,sawnext-day’swoodin
andsplitthekindlingsbeforesupper—atvsaj
leasthewasthereinčasu
timetotellhisadventurestoJimmedtem ko
whileJimdidthree-fourthsofthedela
work.Tom’syoungerbrother(orratherhalf-brother)Sidwas
že
alreadythroughwithhispartofthework(pickingupchips),forhewasamiren
quietboy,andhadnoadventurous,trouble-someways.Medtem ko
WhileTomwaseatinghissupper,in
andstealingsugarasopportunityoffered,AuntPollyaskedhimquestionski
thatwerefullofguile,in
andverydeep—forshewantedtotraphimintodamagingrevealments.Likemany
druge
othersimple-heartedsouls,itwasherpetvanitytobelieveshewasendowedz
withatalentfordarkin
andmysteriousdiplomacy,andshelovedtocontemplatehernajbolj
mosttransparentdevicesasmarvelsoflowcunning.Saidshe:.
“Tom,itwasmiddlingwarmin
šoli
school,warn’tit?”“Yes’m.”
“Powerfulwarm,warn’tit?”
“Yes’m.”
“Didn’tyouwantto
iti
goina-swimming,Tom?”Abitof
je
ascareshotthroughTom—adotik
touchofuncomfortablesuspicion.HesearchedAuntPolly’s
obraz
face,butittoldhimnič
nothing.Sohesaid:.
“No’m—well,not
zelo
verymuch.”Theoldladyreachedouther
roko
handandfeltTom’sshirt,in
andsaid:.“Butyouain’t
preveč
toowarmnow,though.”Anditflatteredhertoreflectthatshehaddiscoveredthat
je
theshirtwasdrywithoutanybodyknowingthatthatwaswhatshehadinhermislih
mind.Butinspiteofher,Tomknew
kje
wherethewindlay,now.Soheforestalledwhatmightbethenext
poteza
move:.“Someofuspumpedonourheads—mine’sdamp
še
yet.See?”
AuntPollywasvexedtothinkshehadoverlookedthatbitofcircumstantialevidence,
in
andmissedatrick.Thenshehad
je
anewinspiration:.“Tom,youdidn’thavetoundoyourshirtcollar
kjer
whereIsewedit,topumponyourglavo
head,didyou?Unbuttonyourjacket!”
Je
ThetroublevanishedoutofTom’sface.Heopenedhisjacket.
Hisshirtcollarwassecurelysewed.
“Bother!
No
Well,go’longwithyou.I’dmadesureyou’dplayedhookey
in
andbeena-swimming.ButIforgiveye,Tom.
Ireckonyou’reakindofasingedcat,asthesayingis—better’nyoulook.
Thistime.”
Shewas
pol
halfsorryhersagacityhadmiscarried,andpol
halfgladthatTomhadstumbledintoobedientconductforenkrat
once.ButSidneysaid:.
“Well,
zdaj
now,ifIdidn’tthinkyousewedhiscollarz
withwhitethread,butit’sblack.”“Why,Ididsewit
z
withwhite!Tom!”
ButTomdidnotwaitfortherest.
Ashewentoutatthe
vrata
doorhesaid:.“Siddy,I’lllickyouforthat.”
Inasafe
mestu
placeTomexaminedtwolargeneedleski
whichwerethrustintothelapelsofhisjacket,in
andhadthreadboundaboutthem—oneneedlecarriedbelo
whitethreadandtheotherčrno
black.Hesaid:.
“She’dnevernoticed
če
ifithadn’tbeenforSid.Confoundit!
včasih
sometimesshesewsitwithwhite,andvčasih
sometimesshesewsitwithblack.Iwishtogee-minyshe’dstickto
enega
oneort’other—Ican’tkeeptherunof’em.Ampak
ButIbetyouI’lllamSidforthat.I’lllearnhim!”
HewasnottheModelBoyofthevillage.
Heknewthemodel
fanta
boyverywellthough—andloathedga
him.Withintwominutes,or
celo
evenless,hehadforgottenvse
allhistroubles.Notbecausehistroubleswereonewhitlessheavy
in
andbittertohimthanaman’saretoaman,ampak
butbecauseanewandpowerfulinterestborethemdownin
anddrovethemoutofhisuma
mindforthetime—justasmen’smisfortunesareforgottenintheexcitementofnewenterprises.This
novo
newinterestwasavaluednoveltyinwhistling,ki
whichhehadjustacquiredfromanegro,in
andhewassufferingtopractiseitundisturbed.Itconsistedinapeculiarbird-liketurn,asortofliquidwarble,producedbytouchingthetonguetotheroofofthemouthatshortintervalsinthemidstofthemusic—thereader
verjetno
probablyremembershowtodoto
it,ifhehaseverbeenadeček
boy.Diligenceandattentionsoongavehimtheknackofit,
in
andhestrodedowntheulici
streetwithhismouthfullofharmonyin
andhissoulfullofgratitude.Hefeltmuchasanastronomerfeels
ki
whohasdiscoveredanewplanet—nodoubt,asfarasstrong,deep,unalloyedpleasureisconcerned,theadvantagewaswiththeboy,nottheastronomer.Thesummereveningswerelong.
Itwasnotdark,
še
yet.PresentlyTomcheckedhiswhistle.
Je
Astrangerwasbeforehim—afant
boyashadelargerthanhimself.Anew-comerofanyage
ali
oreithersexwasanimpressivecuriosityinthepoorlittleshabbyvillageofSt.Petersburg.Ta
Thisboywaswelldressed,too—welldressedonje
aweek-day.Thiswassimplyastounding.
Hiscapwas
je
adaintything,hisclose-buttonedblueclothroundaboutwasnov
newandnatty,andsowerehispantaloons.Hehadshoeson—anditwasonlyFriday.
He
celo
evenworeanecktie,abrightbitofribbon.Hehadacitified
zrak
airabouthimthatateintoTom’svitals.The
bolj
moreTomstaredatthesplendidmarvel,thehigherheturneduphisnoseathisfineryin
andtheshabbierandshabbierhisownoutfitseemedtohimtogrow.Neitherboyspoke.
Če
Ifonemoved,theothermoved—butsamo
onlysidewise,inacircle;theykept
obraz
facetofaceandeyetoeyeallthečas
time.FinallyTomsaid:.
“I
lahko
canlickyou!”“I’dliketoseeyoutryit.”
“Well,I
lahko
candoit.”“Noyoucan’t,either.”
“YesIcan.”
“Noyoucan’t.”
“Ican.”
“Youcan’t.”
“Can!”
“Can’t!”
Anuncomfortablepause.
ThenTomsaid:.
“What’syourname?”
“’Tisn’tanyofyourbusiness,maybe.”
“WellI’lowI’ll
da
makeitmybusiness.”“Wellwhydon’tyou?”
“Ifyousay
veliko
much,Iwill.”“Much—much—much.
Therenow.”
“Oh,youthinkyou’remightysmart,don’tyou?
Icouldlickyou
z
withonehandtiedbehindme,če
ifIwantedto.”“Wellwhydon’tyoudoit?
You
rekel
sayyoucandoit.”“WellIwill,
če
ifyoufoolwithme.”“Ohyes—I’veseenwholefamiliesinthe
isti
samefix.”“Smarty!
Youthinkyou’re
nekaj
some,now,don’tyou?Oh,whatahat!”
“You
lahko
canlumpthathatifyoudon’tvšeč
likeit.Idareyoutoknockitoff—andanybodythat’lltakeadare
bo
willsuckeggs.”“You’realiar!”
“You’reanother.”
“You’reafightingliar
in
anddasn’ttakeitup.”“Aw—takeawalk!”
“Say—ifyou
dal
givememuchmoreofyoursassI’lltakein
andbouncearockoff’nyourhead.”“Oh,of
seveda
courseyouwill.”“WellIwill.”
“Wellwhydon’tyoudoitthen?
Whatdoyoukeepsayingyouwillfor?
Whydon’tyoudoit?
It’s
ker
becauseyou’reafraid.”“Iain’tafraid.”
“Youare.”
“Iain’t.”
“Youare.”
Drug
Anotherpause,andmoreeyingin
andsidlingaroundeachother.Presentlytheywereshouldertoshoulder.
Tomsaid:.
“Get
stran
awayfromhere!”“Goawayyourself!”
“Iwon’t.”
“Iwon’teither.”
Sotheystood,
vsaka
eachwithafootplacedatanangleasabrace,in
andbothshovingwithmightin
andmain,andgloweringatvsaka
eachotherwithhate.Butneithercouldgetanadvantage.
Po
Afterstrugglingtillbothwerehotin
andflushed,eachrelaxedhisstrainz
withwatchfulcaution,andTomsaid:.“You’reacoward
in
andapup.I’lltellmybigbrotheronyou,
in
andhecanthrashyous
withhislittlefinger,andI’llda
makehimdoit,too.”“WhatdoIcareforyourbig
brata
brother?I’vegotabrotherthat’sbigger
od
thanheis—andwhat’smore,helahko
canthrowhimoverthatfence,too.“That’s
je
alie.”