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The previous edition was updated by Jose -Menendez. - - - - - - THE ADVENTURES OF TOM SAWYER - BY - MARK TWAIN - (Samuel Langhorne Clemens) - - - - - P R E F A C E - -MOST of the adventures recorded in this book really occurred; one or -two were experiences of my own, the rest those of boys who were -schoolmates of mine. Huck Finn is drawn from life; Tom Sawyer also, but -not from an individual--he is a combination of the characteristics of -three boys whom I knew, and therefore belongs to the composite order of -architecture. - -The odd superstitions touched upon were all prevalent among children -and slaves in the West at the period of this story--that is to say, -thirty or forty years ago. - -Although my book is intended mainly for the entertainment of boys and -girls, I hope it will not be shunned by men and women on that account, -for part of my plan has been to try to pleasantly remind adults of what -they once were themselves, and of how they felt and thought and talked, -and what queer enterprises they sometimes engaged in. - - THE AUTHOR. - -HARTFORD, 1876. - - - - T O M S A W Y E R - - - -CHAPTER I - -"TOM!" - -No answer. - -"TOM!" - -No answer. - -"What's gone with that boy, I wonder? You TOM!" - -No answer. - -The old lady pulled her spectacles down and looked over them about the -room; then she put them up and looked out under them. She seldom or -never looked THROUGH them for so small a thing as a boy; they were her -state pair, the pride of her heart, and were built for "style," not -service--she could have seen through a pair of stove-lids just as well. -She looked perplexed for a moment, and then said, not fiercely, but -still loud enough for the furniture to hear: - -"Well, I lay if I get hold of you I'll--" - -She did not finish, for by this time she was bending down and punching -under the bed with the broom, and so she needed breath to punctuate the -punches with. She resurrected nothing but the cat. - -"I never did see the beat of that boy!" - -She went to the open door and stood in it and looked out among the -tomato vines and "jimpson" weeds that constituted the garden. No Tom. -So she lifted up her voice at an angle calculated for distance and -shouted: - -"Y-o-u-u TOM!" - -There was a slight noise behind her and she turned just in time to -seize a small boy by the slack of his roundabout and arrest his flight. - -"There! I might 'a' thought of that closet. What you been doing in -there?" - -"Nothing." - -"Nothing! Look at your hands. And look at your mouth. What IS that -truck?" - -"I don't know, aunt." - -"Well, I know. It's jam--that's what it is. Forty times I've said if -you didn't let that jam alone I'd skin you. Hand me that switch." - -The switch hovered in the air--the peril was desperate-- - -"My! Look behind you, aunt!" - -The old lady whirled round, and snatched her skirts out of danger. The -lad fled on the instant, scrambled up the high board-fence, and -disappeared over it. - -His aunt Polly stood surprised a moment, and then broke into a gentle -laugh. - -"Hang the boy, can't I never learn anything? Ain't he played me tricks -enough like that for me to be looking out for him by this time? But old -fools is the biggest fools there is. Can't learn an old dog new tricks, -as the saying is. But my goodness, he never plays them alike, two days, -and how is a body to know what's coming? He 'pears to know just how -long he can torment me before I get my dander up, and he knows if he -can make out to put me off for a minute or make me laugh, it's all down -again and I can't hit him a lick. I ain't doing my duty by that boy, -and that's the Lord's truth, goodness knows. Spare the rod and spile -the child, as the Good Book says. I'm a laying up sin and suffering for -us both, I know. He's full of the Old Scratch, but laws-a-me! he's my -own dead sister's boy, poor thing, and I ain't got the heart to lash -him, somehow. Every time I let him off, my conscience does hurt me so, -and every time I hit him my old heart most breaks. Well-a-well, man -that is born of woman is of few days and full of trouble, as the -Scripture says, and I reckon it's so. He'll play hookey this evening, * -and [* Southwestern for "afternoon"] I'll just be obleeged to make him -work, to-morrow, to punish him. It's mighty hard to make him work -Saturdays, when all the boys is having holiday, but he hates work more -than he hates anything else, and I've GOT to do some of my duty by him, -or I'll be the ruination of the child." - -Tom did play hookey, and he had a very good time. He got back home -barely in season to help Jim, the small colored boy, saw next-day's -wood and split the kindlings before supper--at least he was there in -time to tell his adventures to Jim while Jim did three-fourths of the -work. Tom's younger brother (or rather half-brother) Sid was already -through with his part of the work (picking up chips), for he was a -quiet boy, and had no adventurous, troublesome ways. - -While Tom was eating his supper, and stealing sugar as opportunity -offered, Aunt Polly asked him questions that were full of guile, and -very deep--for she wanted to trap him into damaging revealments. Like -many other simple-hearted souls, it was her pet vanity to believe she -was endowed with a talent for dark and mysterious diplomacy, and she -loved to contemplate her most transparent devices as marvels of low -cunning. Said she: - -"Tom, it was middling warm in school, warn't it?" - -"Yes'm." - -"Powerful warm, warn't it?" - -"Yes'm." - -"Didn't you want to go in a-swimming, Tom?" - -A bit of a scare shot through Tom--a touch of uncomfortable suspicion. -He searched Aunt Polly's face, but it told him nothing. So he said: - -"No'm--well, not very much." - -The old lady reached out her hand and felt Tom's shirt, and said: - -"But you ain't too warm now, though." And it flattered her to reflect -that she had discovered that the shirt was dry without anybody knowing -that that was what she had in her mind. But in spite of her, Tom knew -where the wind lay, now. So he forestalled what might be the next move: - -"Some of us pumped on our heads--mine's damp yet. See?" - -Aunt Polly was vexed to think she had overlooked that bit of -circumstantial evidence, and missed a trick. Then she had a new -inspiration: - -"Tom, you didn't have to undo your shirt collar where I sewed it, to -pump on your head, did you? Unbutton your jacket!" - -The trouble vanished out of Tom's face. He opened his jacket. His -shirt collar was securely sewed. - -"Bother! Well, go 'long with you. I'd made sure you'd played hookey -and been a-swimming. But I forgive ye, Tom. I reckon you're a kind of a -singed cat, as the saying is--better'n you look. THIS time." - -She was half sorry her sagacity had miscarried, and half glad that Tom -had stumbled into obedient conduct for once. - -But Sidney said: - -"Well, now, if I didn't think you sewed his collar with white thread, -but it's black." - -"Why, I did sew it with white! Tom!" - -But Tom did not wait for the rest. As he went out at the door he said: - -"Siddy, I'll lick you for that." - -In a safe place Tom examined two large needles which were thrust into -the lapels of his jacket, and had thread bound about them--one needle -carried white thread and the other black. He said: - -"She'd never noticed if it hadn't been for Sid. Confound it! sometimes -she sews it with white, and sometimes she sews it with black. I wish to -geeminy she'd stick to one or t'other--I can't keep the run of 'em. But -I bet you I'll lam Sid for that. I'll learn him!" - -He was not the Model Boy of the village. He knew the model boy very -well though--and loathed him. - -Within two minutes, or even less, he had forgotten all his troubles. -Not because his troubles were one whit less heavy and bitter to him -than a man's are to a man, but because a new and powerful interest bore -them down and drove them out of his mind for the time--just as men's -misfortunes are forgotten in the excitement of new enterprises. This -new interest was a valued novelty in whistling, which he had just -acquired from a negro, and he was suffering to practise it undisturbed. -It consisted in a peculiar bird-like turn, a sort of liquid warble, -produced by touching the tongue to the roof of the mouth at short -intervals in the midst of the music--the reader probably remembers how -to do it, if he has ever been a boy. Diligence and attention soon gave -him the knack of it, and he strode down the street with his mouth full -of harmony and his soul full of gratitude. He felt much as an -astronomer feels who has discovered a new planet--no doubt, as far as -strong, deep, unalloyed pleasure is concerned, the advantage was with -the boy, not the astronomer. - -The summer evenings were long. It was not dark, yet. Presently Tom -checked his whistle. A stranger was before him--a boy a shade larger -than himself. A new-comer of any age or either sex was an impressive -curiosity in the poor little shabby village of St. Petersburg. This boy -was well dressed, too--well dressed on a week-day. This was simply -astounding. His cap was a dainty thing, his close-buttoned blue cloth -roundabout was new and natty, and so were his pantaloons. He had shoes -on--and it was only Friday. He even wore a necktie, a bright bit of -ribbon. He had a citified air about him that ate into Tom's vitals. The -more Tom stared at the splendid marvel, the higher he turned up his -nose at his finery and the shabbier and shabbier his own outfit seemed -to him to grow. Neither boy spoke. If one moved, the other moved--but -only sidewise, in a circle; they kept face to face and eye to eye all -the time. Finally Tom said: - -"I can lick you!" - -"I'd like to see you try it." - -"Well, I can do it." - -"No you can't, either." - -"Yes I can." - -"No you can't." - -"I can." - -"You can't." - -"Can!" - -"Can't!" - -An uncomfortable pause. Then Tom said: - -"What's your name?" - -"'Tisn't any of your business, maybe." - -"Well I 'low I'll MAKE it my business." - -"Well why don't you?" - -"If you say much, I will." - -"Much--much--MUCH. There now." - -"Oh, you think you're mighty smart, DON'T you? I could lick you with -one hand tied behind me, if I wanted to." - -"Well why don't you DO it? You SAY you can do it." - -"Well I WILL, if you fool with me." - -"Oh yes--I've seen whole families in the same fix." - -"Smarty! You think you're SOME, now, DON'T you? Oh, what a hat!" - -"You can lump that hat if you don't like it. I dare you to knock it -off--and anybody that'll take a dare will suck eggs." - -"You're a liar!" - -"You're another." - -"You're a fighting liar and dasn't take it up." - -"Aw--take a walk!" - -"Say--if you give me much more of your sass I'll take and bounce a -rock off'n your head." - -"Oh, of COURSE you will." - -"Well I WILL." - -"Well why don't you DO it then? What do you keep SAYING you will for? -Why don't you DO it? It's because you're afraid." - -"I AIN'T afraid." - -"You are." - -"I ain't." - -"You are." - -Another pause, and more eying and sidling around each other. Presently -they were shoulder to shoulder. Tom said: - -"Get away from here!" - -"Go away yourself!" - -"I won't." - -"I won't either." - -So they stood, each with a foot placed at an angle as a brace, and -both shoving with might and main, and glowering at each other with -hate. But neither could get an advantage. After struggling till both -were hot and flushed, each relaxed his strain with watchful caution, -and Tom said: - -"You're a coward and a pup. I'll tell my big brother on you, and he -can thrash you with his little finger, and I'll make him do it, too." - -"What do I care for your big brother? I've got a brother that's bigger -than he is--and what's more, he can throw him over that fence, too." -[Both brothers were imaginary.] - -"That's a lie." - -"YOUR saying so don't make it so." - -Tom drew a line in the dust with his big toe, and said: - -"I dare you to step over that, and I'll lick you till you can't stand -up. Anybody that'll take a dare will steal sheep." - -The new boy stepped over promptly, and said: - -"Now you said you'd do it, now let's see you do it." - -"Don't you crowd me now; you better look out." - -"Well, you SAID you'd do it--why don't you do it?" - -"By jingo! for two cents I WILL do it." - -The new boy took two broad coppers out of his pocket and held them out -with derision. Tom struck them to the ground. In an instant both boys -were rolling and tumbling in the dirt, gripped together like cats; and -for the space of a minute they tugged and tore at each other's hair and -clothes, punched and scratched each other's nose, and covered -themselves with dust and glory. Presently the confusion took form, and -through the fog of battle Tom appeared, seated astride the new boy, and -pounding him with his fists. "Holler 'nuff!" said he. - -The boy only struggled to free himself. He was crying--mainly from rage. - -"Holler 'nuff!"--and the pounding went on. - -At last the stranger got out a smothered "'Nuff!" and Tom let him up -and said: - -"Now that'll learn you. Better look out who you're fooling with next -time." - -The new boy went off brushing the dust from his clothes, sobbing, -snuffling, and occasionally looking back and shaking his head and -threatening what he would do to Tom the "next time he caught him out." -To which Tom responded with jeers, and started off in high feather, and -as soon as his back was turned the new boy snatched up a stone, threw -it and hit him between the shoulders and then turned tail and ran like -an antelope. Tom chased the traitor home, and thus found out where he -lived. He then held a position at the gate for some time, daring the -enemy to come outside, but the enemy only made faces at him through the -window and declined. At last the enemy's mother appeared, and called -Tom a bad, vicious, vulgar child, and ordered him away. So he went -away; but he said he "'lowed" to "lay" for that boy. - -He got home pretty late that night, and when he climbed cautiously in -at the window, he uncovered an ambuscade, in the person of his aunt; -and when she saw the state his clothes were in her resolution to turn -his Saturday holiday into captivity at hard labor became adamantine in -its firmness. - - - -CHAPTER II - -SATURDAY morning was come, and all the summer world was bright and -fresh, and brimming with life. There was a song in every heart; and if -the heart was young the music issued at the lips. There was cheer in -every face and a spring in every step. The locust-trees were in bloom -and the fragrance of the blossoms filled the air. Cardiff Hill, beyond -the village and above it, was green with vegetation and it lay just far -enough away to seem a Delectable Land, dreamy, reposeful, and inviting. - -Tom appeared on the sidewalk with a bucket of whitewash and a -long-handled brush. He surveyed the fence, and all gladness left him and -a deep melancholy settled down upon his spirit. Thirty yards of board -fence nine feet high. Life to him seemed hollow, and existence but a -burden. Sighing, he dipped his brush and passed it along the topmost -plank; repeated the operation; did it again; compared the insignificant -whitewashed streak with the far-reaching continent of unwhitewashed -fence, and sat down on a tree-box discouraged. Jim came skipping out at -the gate with a tin pail, and singing Buffalo Gals. Bringing water from -the town pump had always been hateful work in Tom's eyes, before, but -now it did not strike him so. He remembered that there was company at -the pump. White, mulatto, and negro boys and girls were always there -waiting their turns, resting, trading playthings, quarrelling, -fighting, skylarking. And he remembered that although the pump was only -a hundred and fifty yards off, Jim never got back with a bucket of -water under an hour--and even then somebody generally had to go after -him. Tom said: - -"Say, Jim, I'll fetch the water if you'll whitewash some." - -Jim shook his head and said: - -"Can't, Mars Tom. Ole missis, she tole me I got to go an' git dis -water an' not stop foolin' roun' wid anybody. She say she spec' Mars -Tom gwine to ax me to whitewash, an' so she tole me go 'long an' 'tend -to my own business--she 'lowed SHE'D 'tend to de whitewashin'." - -"Oh, never you mind what she said, Jim. That's the way she always -talks. Gimme the bucket--I won't be gone only a a minute. SHE won't -ever know." - -"Oh, I dasn't, Mars Tom. Ole missis she'd take an' tar de head off'n -me. 'Deed she would." - -"SHE! She never licks anybody--whacks 'em over the head with her -thimble--and who cares for that, I'd like to know. She talks awful, but -talk don't hurt--anyways it don't if she don't cry. Jim, I'll give you -a marvel. I'll give you a white alley!" - -Jim began to waver. - -"White alley, Jim! And it's a bully taw." - -"My! Dat's a mighty gay marvel, I tell you! But Mars Tom I's powerful -'fraid ole missis--" - -"And besides, if you will I'll show you my sore toe." - -Jim was only human--this attraction was too much for him. He put down -his pail, took the white alley, and bent over the toe with absorbing -interest while the bandage was being unwound. In another moment he was -flying down the street with his pail and a tingling rear, Tom was -whitewashing with vigor, and Aunt Polly was retiring from the field -with a slipper in her hand and triumph in her eye. - -But Tom's energy did not last. He began to think of the fun he had -planned for this day, and his sorrows multiplied. Soon the free boys -would come tripping along on all sorts of delicious expeditions, and -they would make a world of fun of him for having to work--the very -thought of it burnt him like fire. He got out his worldly wealth and -examined it--bits of toys, marbles, and trash; enough to buy an -exchange of WORK, maybe, but not half enough to buy so much as half an -hour of pure freedom. So he returned his straitened means to his -pocket, and gave up the idea of trying to buy the boys. At this dark -and hopeless moment an inspiration burst upon him! Nothing less than a -great, magnificent inspiration. - -He took up his brush and went tranquilly to work. Ben Rogers hove in -sight presently--the very boy, of all boys, whose ridicule he had been -dreading. Ben's gait was the hop-skip-and-jump--proof enough that his -heart was light and his anticipations high. He was eating an apple, and -giving a long, melodious whoop, at intervals, followed by a deep-toned -ding-dong-dong, ding-dong-dong, for he was personating a steamboat. As -he drew near, he slackened speed, took the middle of the street, leaned -far over to starboard and rounded to ponderously and with laborious -pomp and circumstance--for he was personating the Big Missouri, and -considered himself to be drawing nine feet of water. He was boat and -captain and engine-bells combined, so he had to imagine himself -standing on his own hurricane-deck giving the orders and executing them: - -"Stop her, sir! Ting-a-ling-ling!" The headway ran almost out, and he -drew up slowly toward the sidewalk. - -"Ship up to back! Ting-a-ling-ling!" His arms straightened and -stiffened down his sides. - -"Set her back on the stabboard! Ting-a-ling-ling! Chow! ch-chow-wow! -Chow!" His right hand, meantime, describing stately circles--for it was -representing a forty-foot wheel. - -"Let her go back on the labboard! Ting-a-lingling! Chow-ch-chow-chow!" -The left hand began to describe circles. - -"Stop the stabboard! Ting-a-ling-ling! Stop the labboard! Come ahead -on the stabboard! Stop her! Let your outside turn over slow! -Ting-a-ling-ling! Chow-ow-ow! Get out that head-line! LIVELY now! -Come--out with your spring-line--what're you about there! Take a turn -round that stump with the bight of it! Stand by that stage, now--let her -go! Done with the engines, sir! Ting-a-ling-ling! SH'T! S'H'T! SH'T!" -(trying the gauge-cocks). - -Tom went on whitewashing--paid no attention to the steamboat. Ben -stared a moment and then said: "Hi-YI! YOU'RE up a stump, ain't you!" - -No answer. Tom surveyed his last touch with the eye of an artist, then -he gave his brush another gentle sweep and surveyed the result, as -before. Ben ranged up alongside of him. Tom's mouth watered for the -apple, but he stuck to his work. Ben said: - -"Hello, old chap, you got to work, hey?" - -Tom wheeled suddenly and said: - -"Why, it's you, Ben! I warn't noticing." - -"Say--I'm going in a-swimming, I am. Don't you wish you could? But of -course you'd druther WORK--wouldn't you? Course you would!" - -Tom contemplated the boy a bit, and said: - -"What do you call work?" - -"Why, ain't THAT work?" - -Tom resumed his whitewashing, and answered carelessly: - -"Well, maybe it is, and maybe it ain't. All I know, is, it suits Tom -Sawyer." - -"Oh come, now, you don't mean to let on that you LIKE it?" - -The brush continued to move. - -"Like it? Well, I don't see why I oughtn't to like it. Does a boy get -a chance to whitewash a fence every day?" - -That put the thing in a new light. Ben stopped nibbling his apple. Tom -swept his brush daintily back and forth--stepped back to note the -effect--added a touch here and there--criticised the effect again--Ben -watching every move and getting more and more interested, more and more -absorbed. Presently he said: - -"Say, Tom, let ME whitewash a little." - -Tom considered, was about to consent; but he altered his mind: - -"No--no--I reckon it wouldn't hardly do, Ben. You see, Aunt Polly's -awful particular about this fence--right here on the street, you know ---but if it was the back fence I wouldn't mind and SHE wouldn't. Yes, -she's awful particular about this fence; it's got to be done very -careful; I reckon there ain't one boy in a thousand, maybe two -thousand, that can do it the way it's got to be done." - -"No--is that so? Oh come, now--lemme just try. Only just a little--I'd -let YOU, if you was me, Tom." - -"Ben, I'd like to, honest injun; but Aunt Polly--well, Jim wanted to -do it, but she wouldn't let him; Sid wanted to do it, and she wouldn't -let Sid. Now don't you see how I'm fixed? If you was to tackle this -fence and anything was to happen to it--" - -"Oh, shucks, I'll be just as careful. Now lemme try. Say--I'll give -you the core of my apple." - -"Well, here--No, Ben, now don't. I'm afeard--" - -"I'll give you ALL of it!" - -Tom gave up the brush with reluctance in his face, but alacrity in his -heart. And while the late steamer Big Missouri worked and sweated in -the sun, the retired artist sat on a barrel in the shade close by, -dangled his legs, munched his apple, and planned the slaughter of more -innocents. There was no lack of material; boys happened along every -little while; they came to jeer, but remained to whitewash. By the time -Ben was fagged out, Tom had traded the next chance to Billy Fisher for -a kite, in good repair; and when he played out, Johnny Miller bought in -for a dead rat and a string to swing it with--and so on, and so on, -hour after hour. And when the middle of the afternoon came, from being -a poor poverty-stricken boy in the morning, Tom was literally rolling -in wealth. He had besides the things before mentioned, twelve marbles, -part of a jews-harp, a piece of blue bottle-glass to look through, a -spool cannon, a key that wouldn't unlock anything, a fragment of chalk, -a glass stopper of a decanter, a tin soldier, a couple of tadpoles, six -fire-crackers, a kitten with only one eye, a brass doorknob, a -dog-collar--but no dog--the handle of a knife, four pieces of -orange-peel, and a dilapidated old window sash. - -He had had a nice, good, idle time all the while--plenty of company ---and the fence had three coats of whitewash on it! If he hadn't run out -of whitewash he would have bankrupted every boy in the village. - -Tom said to himself that it was not such a hollow world, after all. He -had discovered a great law of human action, without knowing it--namely, -that in order to make a man or a boy covet a thing, it is only -necessary to make the thing difficult to attain. If he had been a great -and wise philosopher, like the writer of this book, he would now have -comprehended that Work consists of whatever a body is OBLIGED to do, -and that Play consists of whatever a body is not obliged to do. And -this would help him to understand why constructing artificial flowers -or performing on a tread-mill is work, while rolling ten-pins or -climbing Mont Blanc is only amusement. There are wealthy gentlemen in -England who drive four-horse passenger-coaches twenty or thirty miles -on a daily line, in the summer, because the privilege costs them -considerable money; but if they were offered wages for the service, -that would turn it into work and then they would resign. - -The boy mused awhile over the substantial change which had taken place -in his worldly circumstances, and then wended toward headquarters to -report. - - - -CHAPTER III - -TOM presented himself before Aunt Polly, who was sitting by an open -window in a pleasant rearward apartment, which was bedroom, -breakfast-room, dining-room, and library, combined. The balmy summer -air, the restful quiet, the odor of the flowers, and the drowsing murmur -of the bees had had their effect, and she was nodding over her knitting ---for she had no company but the cat, and it was asleep in her lap. Her -spectacles were propped up on her gray head for safety. She had thought -that of course Tom had deserted long ago, and she wondered at seeing him -place himself in her power again in this intrepid way. He said: "Mayn't -I go and play now, aunt?" - -"What, a'ready? How much have you done?" - -"It's all done, aunt." - -"Tom, don't lie to me--I can't bear it." - -"I ain't, aunt; it IS all done." - -Aunt Polly placed small trust in such evidence. She went out to see -for herself; and she would have been content to find twenty per cent. -of Tom's statement true. When she found the entire fence whitewashed, -and not only whitewashed but elaborately coated and recoated, and even -a streak added to the ground, her astonishment was almost unspeakable. -She said: - -"Well, I never! There's no getting round it, you can work when you're -a mind to, Tom." And then she diluted the compliment by adding, "But -it's powerful seldom you're a mind to, I'm bound to say. Well, go 'long -and play; but mind you get back some time in a week, or I'll tan you." - -She was so overcome by the splendor of his achievement that she took -him into the closet and selected a choice apple and delivered it to -him, along with an improving lecture upon the added value and flavor a -treat took to itself when it came without sin through virtuous effort. -And while she closed with a happy Scriptural flourish, he "hooked" a -doughnut. - -Then he skipped out, and saw Sid just starting up the outside stairway -that led to the back rooms on the second floor. Clods were handy and -the air was full of them in a twinkling. They raged around Sid like a -hail-storm; and before Aunt Polly could collect her surprised faculties -and sally to the rescue, six or seven clods had taken personal effect, -and Tom was over the fence and gone. There was a gate, but as a general -thing he was too crowded for time to make use of it. His soul was at -peace, now that he had settled with Sid for calling attention to his -black thread and getting him into trouble. - -Tom skirted the block, and came round into a muddy alley that led by -the back of his aunt's cow-stable. He presently got safely beyond the -reach of capture and punishment, and hastened toward the public square -of the village, where two "military" companies of boys had met for -conflict, according to previous appointment. Tom was General of one of -these armies, Joe Harper (a bosom friend) General of the other. These -two great commanders did not condescend to fight in person--that being -better suited to the still smaller fry--but sat together on an eminence -and conducted the field operations by orders delivered through -aides-de-camp. Tom's army won a great victory, after a long and -hard-fought battle. Then the dead were counted, prisoners exchanged, -the terms of the next disagreement agreed upon, and the day for the -necessary battle appointed; after which the armies fell into line and -marched away, and Tom turned homeward alone. - -As he was passing by the house where Jeff Thatcher lived, he saw a new -girl in the garden--a lovely little blue-eyed creature with yellow hair -plaited into two long-tails, white summer frock and embroidered -pantalettes. The fresh-crowned hero fell without firing a shot. A -certain Amy Lawrence vanished out of his heart and left not even a -memory of herself behind. He had thought he loved her to distraction; -he had regarded his passion as adoration; and behold it was only a poor -little evanescent partiality. He had been months winning her; she had -confessed hardly a week ago; he had been the happiest and the proudest -boy in the world only seven short days, and here in one instant of time -she had gone out of his heart like a casual stranger whose visit is -done. - -He worshipped this new angel with furtive eye, till he saw that she -had discovered him; then he pretended he did not know she was present, -and began to "show off" in all sorts of absurd boyish ways, in order to -win her admiration. He kept up this grotesque foolishness for some -time; but by-and-by, while he was in the midst of some dangerous -gymnastic performances, he glanced aside and saw that the little girl -was wending her way toward the house. Tom came up to the fence and -leaned on it, grieving, and hoping she would tarry yet awhile longer. -She halted a moment on the steps and then moved toward the door. Tom -heaved a great sigh as she put her foot on the threshold. But his face -lit up, right away, for she tossed a pansy over the fence a moment -before she disappeared. - -The boy ran around and stopped within a foot or two of the flower, and -then shaded his eyes with his hand and began to look down street as if -he had discovered something of interest going on in that direction. -Presently he picked up a straw and began trying to balance it on his -nose, with his head tilted far back; and as he moved from side to side, -in his efforts, he edged nearer and nearer toward the pansy; finally -his bare foot rested upon it, his pliant toes closed upon it, and he -hopped away with the treasure and disappeared round the corner. But -only for a minute--only while he could button the flower inside his -jacket, next his heart--or next his stomach, possibly, for he was not -much posted in anatomy, and not hypercritical, anyway. - -He returned, now, and hung about the fence till nightfall, "showing -off," as before; but the girl never exhibited herself again, though Tom -comforted himself a little with the hope that she had been near some -window, meantime, and been aware of his attentions. Finally he strode -home reluctantly, with his poor head full of visions. - -All through supper his spirits were so high that his aunt wondered -"what had got into the child." He took a good scolding about clodding -Sid, and did not seem to mind it in the least. He tried to steal sugar -under his aunt's very nose, and got his knuckles rapped for it. He said: - -"Aunt, you don't whack Sid when he takes it." - -"Well, Sid don't torment a body the way you do. You'd be always into -that sugar if I warn't watching you." - -Presently she stepped into the kitchen, and Sid, happy in his -immunity, reached for the sugar-bowl--a sort of glorying over Tom which -was wellnigh unbearable. But Sid's fingers slipped and the bowl dropped -and broke. Tom was in ecstasies. In such ecstasies that he even -controlled his tongue and was silent. He said to himself that he would -not speak a word, even when his aunt came in, but would sit perfectly -still till she asked who did the mischief; and then he would tell, and -there would be nothing so good in the world as to see that pet model -"catch it." He was so brimful of exultation that he could hardly hold -himself when the old lady came back and stood above the wreck -discharging lightnings of wrath from over her spectacles. He said to -himself, "Now it's coming!" And the next instant he was sprawling on -the floor! The potent palm was uplifted to strike again when Tom cried -out: - -"Hold on, now, what 'er you belting ME for?--Sid broke it!" - -Aunt Polly paused, perplexed, and Tom looked for healing pity. But -when she got her tongue again, she only said: - -"Umf! Well, you didn't get a lick amiss, I reckon. You been into some -other audacious mischief when I wasn't around, like enough." - -Then her conscience reproached her, and she yearned to say something -kind and loving; but she judged that this would be construed into a -confession that she had been in the wrong, and discipline forbade that. -So she kept silence, and went about her affairs with a troubled heart. -Tom sulked in a corner and exalted his woes. He knew that in her heart -his aunt was on her knees to him, and he was morosely gratified by the -consciousness of it. He would hang out no signals, he would take notice -of none. He knew that a yearning glance fell upon him, now and then, -through a film of tears, but he refused recognition of it. He pictured -himself lying sick unto death and his aunt bending over him beseeching -one little forgiving word, but he would turn his face to the wall, and -die with that word unsaid. Ah, how would she feel then? And he pictured -himself brought home from the river, dead, with his curls all wet, and -his sore heart at rest. How she would throw herself upon him, and how -her tears would fall like rain, and her lips pray God to give her back -her boy and she would never, never abuse him any more! But he would lie -there cold and white and make no sign--a poor little sufferer, whose -griefs were at an end. He so worked upon his feelings with the pathos -of these dreams, that he had to keep swallowing, he was so like to -choke; and his eyes swam in a blur of water, which overflowed when he -winked, and ran down and trickled from the end of his nose. And such a -luxury to him was this petting of his sorrows, that he could not bear -to have any worldly cheeriness or any grating delight intrude upon it; -it was too sacred for such contact; and so, presently, when his cousin -Mary danced in, all alive with the joy of seeing home again after an -age-long visit of one week to the country, he got up and moved in -clouds and darkness out at one door as she brought song and sunshine in -at the other. - -He wandered far from the accustomed haunts of boys, and sought -desolate places that were in harmony with his spirit. A log raft in the -river invited him, and he seated himself on its outer edge and -contemplated the dreary vastness of the stream, wishing, the while, -that he could only be drowned, all at once and unconsciously, without -undergoing the uncomfortable routine devised by nature. Then he thought -of his flower. He got it out, rumpled and wilted, and it mightily -increased his dismal felicity. He wondered if she would pity him if she -knew? Would she cry, and wish that she had a right to put her arms -around his neck and comfort him? Or would she turn coldly away like all -the hollow world? This picture brought such an agony of pleasurable -suffering that he worked it over and over again in his mind and set it -up in new and varied lights, till he wore it threadbare. At last he -rose up sighing and departed in the darkness. - -About half-past nine or ten o'clock he came along the deserted street -to where the Adored Unknown lived; he paused a moment; no sound fell -upon his listening ear; a candle was casting a dull glow upon the -curtain of a second-story window. Was the sacred presence there? He -climbed the fence, threaded his stealthy way through the plants, till -he stood under that window; he looked up at it long, and with emotion; -then he laid him down on the ground under it, disposing himself upon -his back, with his hands clasped upon his breast and holding his poor -wilted flower. And thus he would die--out in the cold world, with no -shelter over his homeless head, no friendly hand to wipe the -death-damps from his brow, no loving face to bend pityingly over him -when the great agony came. And thus SHE would see him when she looked -out upon the glad morning, and oh! would she drop one little tear upon -his poor, lifeless form, would she heave one little sigh to see a bright -young life so rudely blighted, so untimely cut down? - -The window went up, a maid-servant's discordant voice profaned the -holy calm, and a deluge of water drenched the prone martyr's remains! - -The strangling hero sprang up with a relieving snort. There was a whiz -as of a missile in the air, mingled with the murmur of a curse, a sound -as of shivering glass followed, and a small, vague form went over the -fence and shot away in the gloom. - -Not long after, as Tom, all undressed for bed, was surveying his -drenched garments by the light of a tallow dip, Sid woke up; but if he -had any dim idea of making any "references to allusions," he thought -better of it and held his peace, for there was danger in Tom's eye. - -Tom turned in without the added vexation of prayers, and Sid made -mental note of the omission. - - - -CHAPTER IV - -THE sun rose upon a tranquil world, and beamed down upon the peaceful -village like a benediction. Breakfast over, Aunt Polly had family -worship: it began with a prayer built from the ground up of solid -courses of Scriptural quotations, welded together with a thin mortar of -originality; and from the summit of this she delivered a grim chapter -of the Mosaic Law, as from Sinai. - -Then Tom girded up his loins, so to speak, and went to work to "get -his verses." Sid had learned his lesson days before. Tom bent all his -energies to the memorizing of five verses, and he chose part of the -Sermon on the Mount, because he could find no verses that were shorter. -At the end of half an hour Tom had a vague general idea of his lesson, -but no more, for his mind was traversing the whole field of human -thought, and his hands were busy with distracting recreations. Mary -took his book to hear him recite, and he tried to find his way through -the fog: - -"Blessed are the--a--a--" - -"Poor"-- - -"Yes--poor; blessed are the poor--a--a--" - -"In spirit--" - -"In spirit; blessed are the poor in spirit, for they--they--" - -"THEIRS--" - -"For THEIRS. Blessed are the poor in spirit, for theirs is the kingdom -of heaven. Blessed are they that mourn, for they--they--" - -"Sh--" - -"For they--a--" - -"S, H, A--" - -"For they S, H--Oh, I don't know what it is!" - -"SHALL!" - -"Oh, SHALL! for they shall--for they shall--a--a--shall mourn--a--a-- -blessed are they that shall--they that--a--they that shall mourn, for -they shall--a--shall WHAT? Why don't you tell me, Mary?--what do you -want to be so mean for?" - -"Oh, Tom, you poor thick-headed thing, I'm not teasing you. I wouldn't -do that. You must go and learn it again. Don't you be discouraged, Tom, -you'll manage it--and if you do, I'll give you something ever so nice. -There, now, that's a good boy." - -"All right! What is it, Mary, tell me what it is." - -"Never you mind, Tom. You know if I say it's nice, it is nice." - -"You bet you that's so, Mary. All right, I'll tackle it again." - -And he did "tackle it again"--and under the double pressure of -curiosity and prospective gain he did it with such spirit that he -accomplished a shining success. Mary gave him a brand-new "Barlow" -knife worth twelve and a half cents; and the convulsion of delight that -swept his system shook him to his foundations. True, the knife would -not cut anything, but it was a "sure-enough" Barlow, and there was -inconceivable grandeur in that--though where the Western boys ever got -the idea that such a weapon could possibly be counterfeited to its -injury is an imposing mystery and will always remain so, perhaps. Tom -contrived to scarify the cupboard with it, and was arranging to begin -on the bureau, when he was called off to dress for Sunday-school. - -Mary gave him a tin basin of water and a piece of soap, and he went -outside the door and set the basin on a little bench there; then he -dipped the soap in the water and laid it down; turned up his sleeves; -poured out the water on the ground, gently, and then entered the -kitchen and began to wipe his face diligently on the towel behind the -door. But Mary removed the towel and said: - -"Now ain't you ashamed, Tom. You mustn't be so bad. Water won't hurt -you." - -Tom was a trifle disconcerted. The basin was refilled, and this time -he stood over it a little while, gathering resolution; took in a big -breath and began. When he entered the kitchen presently, with both eyes -shut and groping for the towel with his hands, an honorable testimony -of suds and water was dripping from his face. But when he emerged from -the towel, he was not yet satisfactory, for the clean territory stopped -short at his chin and his jaws, like a mask; below and beyond this line -there was a dark expanse of unirrigated soil that spread downward in -front and backward around his neck. Mary took him in hand, and when she -was done with him he was a man and a brother, without distinction of -color, and his saturated hair was neatly brushed, and its short curls -wrought into a dainty and symmetrical general effect. [He privately -smoothed out the curls, with labor and difficulty, and plastered his -hair close down to his head; for he held curls to be effeminate, and -his own filled his life with bitterness.] Then Mary got out a suit of -his clothing that had been used only on Sundays during two years--they -were simply called his "other clothes"--and so by that we know the -size of his wardrobe. The girl "put him to rights" after he had dressed -himself; she buttoned his neat roundabout up to his chin, turned his -vast shirt collar down over his shoulders, brushed him off and crowned -him with his speckled straw hat. He now looked exceedingly improved and -uncomfortable. He was fully as uncomfortable as he looked; for there -was a restraint about whole clothes and cleanliness that galled him. He -hoped that Mary would forget his shoes, but the hope was blighted; she -coated them thoroughly with tallow, as was the custom, and brought them -out. He lost his temper and said he was always being made to do -everything he didn't want to do. But Mary said, persuasively: - -"Please, Tom--that's a good boy." - -So he got into the shoes snarling. Mary was soon ready, and the three -children set out for Sunday-school--a place that Tom hated with his -whole heart; but Sid and Mary were fond of it. - -Sabbath-school hours were from nine to half-past ten; and then church -service. Two of the children always remained for the sermon -voluntarily, and the other always remained too--for stronger reasons. -The church's high-backed, uncushioned pews would seat about three -hundred persons; the edifice was but a small, plain affair, with a sort -of pine board tree-box on top of it for a steeple. At the door Tom -dropped back a step and accosted a Sunday-dressed comrade: - -"Say, Billy, got a yaller ticket?" - -"Yes." - -"What'll you take for her?" - -"What'll you give?" - -"Piece of lickrish and a fish-hook." - -"Less see 'em." - -Tom exhibited. They were satisfactory, and the property changed hands. -Then Tom traded a couple of white alleys for three red tickets, and -some small trifle or other for a couple of blue ones. He waylaid other -boys as they came, and went on buying tickets of various colors ten or -fifteen minutes longer. He entered the church, now, with a swarm of -clean and noisy boys and girls, proceeded to his seat and started a -quarrel with the first boy that came handy. The teacher, a grave, -elderly man, interfered; then turned his back a moment and Tom pulled a -boy's hair in the next bench, and was absorbed in his book when the boy -turned around; stuck a pin in another boy, presently, in order to hear -him say "Ouch!" and got a new reprimand from his teacher. Tom's whole -class were of a pattern--restless, noisy, and troublesome. When they -came to recite their lessons, not one of them knew his verses -perfectly, but had to be prompted all along. However, they worried -through, and each got his reward--in small blue tickets, each with a -passage of Scripture on it; each blue ticket was pay for two verses of -the recitation. Ten blue tickets equalled a red one, and could be -exchanged for it; ten red tickets equalled a yellow one; for ten yellow -tickets the superintendent gave a very plainly bound Bible (worth forty -cents in those easy times) to the pupil. How many of my readers would -have the industry and application to memorize two thousand verses, even -for a Dore Bible? And yet Mary had acquired two Bibles in this way--it -was the patient work of two years--and a boy of German parentage had -won four or five. He once recited three thousand verses without -stopping; but the strain upon his mental faculties was too great, and -he was little better than an idiot from that day forth--a grievous -misfortune for the school, for on great occasions, before company, the -superintendent (as Tom expressed it) had always made this boy come out -and "spread himself." Only the older pupils managed to keep their -tickets and stick to their tedious work long enough to get a Bible, and -so the delivery of one of these prizes was a rare and noteworthy -circumstance; the successful pupil was so great and conspicuous for -that day that on the spot every scholar's heart was fired with a fresh -ambition that often lasted a couple of weeks. It is possible that Tom's -mental stomach had never really hungered for one of those prizes, but -unquestionably his entire being had for many a day longed for the glory -and the eclat that came with it. - -In due course the superintendent stood up in front of the pulpit, with -a closed hymn-book in his hand and his forefinger inserted between its -leaves, and commanded attention. When a Sunday-school superintendent -makes his customary little speech, a hymn-book in the hand is as -necessary as is the inevitable sheet of music in the hand of a singer -who stands forward on the platform and sings a solo at a concert ---though why, is a mystery: for neither the hymn-book nor the sheet of -music is ever referred to by the sufferer. This superintendent was a -slim creature of thirty-five, with a sandy goatee and short sandy hair; -he wore a stiff standing-collar whose upper edge almost reached his -ears and whose sharp points curved forward abreast the corners of his -mouth--a fence that compelled a straight lookout ahead, and a turning -of the whole body when a side view was required; his chin was propped -on a spreading cravat which was as broad and as long as a bank-note, -and had fringed ends; his boot toes were turned sharply up, in the -fashion of the day, like sleigh-runners--an effect patiently and -laboriously produced by the young men by sitting with their toes -pressed against a wall for hours together. Mr. Walters was very earnest -of mien, and very sincere and honest at heart; and he held sacred -things and places in such reverence, and so separated them from worldly -matters, that unconsciously to himself his Sunday-school voice had -acquired a peculiar intonation which was wholly absent on week-days. He -began after this fashion: - -"Now, children, I want you all to sit up just as straight and pretty -as you can and give me all your attention for a minute or two. There ---that is it. That is the way good little boys and girls should do. I see -one little girl who is looking out of the window--I am afraid she -thinks I am out there somewhere--perhaps up in one of the trees making -a speech to the little birds. [Applausive titter.] I want to tell you -how good it makes me feel to see so many bright, clean little faces -assembled in a place like this, learning to do right and be good." And -so forth and so on. It is not necessary to set down the rest of the -oration. It was of a pattern which does not vary, and so it is familiar -to us all. - -The latter third of the speech was marred by the resumption of fights -and other recreations among certain of the bad boys, and by fidgetings -and whisperings that extended far and wide, washing even to the bases -of isolated and incorruptible rocks like Sid and Mary. But now every -sound ceased suddenly, with the subsidence of Mr. Walters' voice, and -the conclusion of the speech was received with a burst of silent -gratitude. - -A good part of the whispering had been occasioned by an event which -was more or less rare--the entrance of visitors: lawyer Thatcher, -accompanied by a very feeble and aged man; a fine, portly, middle-aged -gentleman with iron-gray hair; and a dignified lady who was doubtless -the latter's wife. The lady was leading a child. Tom had been restless -and full of chafings and repinings; conscience-smitten, too--he could -not meet Amy Lawrence's eye, he could not brook her loving gaze. But -when he saw this small new-comer his soul was all ablaze with bliss in -a moment. The next moment he was "showing off" with all his might ---cuffing boys, pulling hair, making faces--in a word, using every art -that seemed likely to fascinate a girl and win her applause. His -exaltation had but one alloy--the memory of his humiliation in this -angel's garden--and that record in sand was fast washing out, under -the waves of happiness that were sweeping over it now. - -The visitors were given the highest seat of honor, and as soon as Mr. -Walters' speech was finished, he introduced them to the school. The -middle-aged man turned out to be a prodigious personage--no less a one -than the county judge--altogether the most august creation these -children had ever looked upon--and they wondered what kind of material -he was made of--and they half wanted to hear him roar, and were half -afraid he might, too. He was from Constantinople, twelve miles away--so -he had travelled, and seen the world--these very eyes had looked upon -the county court-house--which was said to have a tin roof. The awe -which these reflections inspired was attested by the impressive silence -and the ranks of staring eyes. This was the great Judge Thatcher, -brother of their own lawyer. Jeff Thatcher immediately went forward, to -be familiar with the great man and be envied by the school. It would -have been music to his soul to hear the whisperings: - -"Look at him, Jim! He's a going up there. Say--look! he's a going to -shake hands with him--he IS shaking hands with him! By jings, don't you -wish you was Jeff?" - -Mr. Walters fell to "showing off," with all sorts of official -bustlings and activities, giving orders, delivering judgments, -discharging directions here, there, everywhere that he could find a -target. The librarian "showed off"--running hither and thither with his -arms full of books and making a deal of the splutter and fuss that -insect authority delights in. The young lady teachers "showed off" ---bending sweetly over pupils that were lately being boxed, lifting -pretty warning fingers at bad little boys and patting good ones -lovingly. The young gentlemen teachers "showed off" with small -scoldings and other little displays of authority and fine attention to -discipline--and most of the teachers, of both sexes, found business up -at the library, by the pulpit; and it was business that frequently had -to be done over again two or three times (with much seeming vexation). -The little girls "showed off" in various ways, and the little boys -"showed off" with such diligence that the air was thick with paper wads -and the murmur of scufflings. And above it all the great man sat and -beamed a majestic judicial smile upon all the house, and warmed himself -in the sun of his own grandeur--for he was "showing off," too. - -There was only one thing wanting to make Mr. Walters' ecstasy -complete, and that was a chance to deliver a Bible-prize and exhibit a -prodigy. Several pupils had a few yellow tickets, but none had enough ---he had been around among the star pupils inquiring. He would have given -worlds, now, to have that German lad back again with a sound mind. - -And now at this moment, when hope was dead, Tom Sawyer came forward -with nine yellow tickets, nine red tickets, and ten blue ones, and -demanded a Bible. This was a thunderbolt out of a clear sky. Walters -was not expecting an application from this source for the next ten -years. But there was no getting around it--here were the certified -checks, and they were good for their face. Tom was therefore elevated -to a place with the Judge and the other elect, and the great news was -announced from headquarters. It was the most stunning surprise of the -decade, and so profound was the sensation that it lifted the new hero -up to the judicial one's altitude, and the school had two marvels to -gaze upon in place of one. The boys were all eaten up with envy--but -those that suffered the bitterest pangs were those who perceived too -late that they themselves had contributed to this hated splendor by -trading tickets to Tom for the wealth he had amassed in selling -whitewashing privileges. These despised themselves, as being the dupes -of a wily fraud, a guileful snake in the grass. - -The prize was delivered to Tom with as much effusion as the -superintendent could pump up under the circumstances; but it lacked -somewhat of the true gush, for the poor fellow's instinct taught him -that there was a mystery here that could not well bear the light, -perhaps; it was simply preposterous that this boy had warehoused two -thousand sheaves of Scriptural wisdom on his premises--a dozen would -strain his capacity, without a doubt. - -Amy Lawrence was proud and glad, and she tried to make Tom see it in -her face--but he wouldn't look. She wondered; then she was just a grain -troubled; next a dim suspicion came and went--came again; she watched; -a furtive glance told her worlds--and then her heart broke, and she was -jealous, and angry, and the tears came and she hated everybody. Tom -most of all (she thought). - -Tom was introduced to the Judge; but his tongue was tied, his breath -would hardly come, his heart quaked--partly because of the awful -greatness of the man, but mainly because he was her parent. He would -have liked to fall down and worship him, if it were in the dark. The -Judge put his hand on Tom's head and called him a fine little man, and -asked him what his name was. The boy stammered, gasped, and got it out: - -"Tom." - -"Oh, no, not Tom--it is--" - -"Thomas." - -"Ah, that's it. I thought there was more to it, maybe. That's very -well. But you've another one I daresay, and you'll tell it to me, won't -you?" - -"Tell the gentleman your other name, Thomas," said Walters, "and say -sir. You mustn't forget your manners." - -"Thomas Sawyer--sir." - -"That's it! That's a good boy. Fine boy. Fine, manly little fellow. -Two thousand verses is a great many--very, very great many. And you -never can be sorry for the trouble you took to learn them; for -knowledge is worth more than anything there is in the world; it's what -makes great men and good men; you'll be a great man and a good man -yourself, some day, Thomas, and then you'll look back and say, It's all -owing to the precious Sunday-school privileges of my boyhood--it's all -owing to my dear teachers that taught me to learn--it's all owing to -the good superintendent, who encouraged me, and watched over me, and -gave me a beautiful Bible--a splendid elegant Bible--to keep and have -it all for my own, always--it's all owing to right bringing up! That is -what you will say, Thomas--and you wouldn't take any money for those -two thousand verses--no indeed you wouldn't. And now you wouldn't mind -telling me and this lady some of the things you've learned--no, I know -you wouldn't--for we are proud of little boys that learn. Now, no -doubt you know the names of all the twelve disciples. Won't you tell us -the names of the first two that were appointed?" - -Tom was tugging at a button-hole and looking sheepish. He blushed, -now, and his eyes fell. Mr. Walters' heart sank within him. He said to -himself, it is not possible that the boy can answer the simplest -question--why DID the Judge ask him? Yet he felt obliged to speak up -and say: - -"Answer the gentleman, Thomas--don't be afraid." - -Tom still hung fire. - -"Now I know you'll tell me," said the lady. "The names of the first -two disciples were--" - -"DAVID AND GOLIAH!" - -Let us draw the curtain of charity over the rest of the scene. - - - -CHAPTER V - -ABOUT half-past ten the cracked bell of the small church began to -ring, and presently the people began to gather for the morning sermon. -The Sunday-school children distributed themselves about the house and -occupied pews with their parents, so as to be under supervision. Aunt -Polly came, and Tom and Sid and Mary sat with her--Tom being placed -next the aisle, in order that he might be as far away from the open -window and the seductive outside summer scenes as possible. The crowd -filed up the aisles: the aged and needy postmaster, who had seen better -days; the mayor and his wife--for they had a mayor there, among other -unnecessaries; the justice of the peace; the widow Douglass, fair, -smart, and forty, a generous, good-hearted soul and well-to-do, her -hill mansion the only palace in the town, and the most hospitable and -much the most lavish in the matter of festivities that St. Petersburg -could boast; the bent and venerable Major and Mrs. Ward; lawyer -Riverson, the new notable from a distance; next the belle of the -village, followed by a troop of lawn-clad and ribbon-decked young -heart-breakers; then all the young clerks in town in a body--for they -had stood in the vestibule sucking their cane-heads, a circling wall of -oiled and simpering admirers, till the last girl had run their gantlet; -and last of all came the Model Boy, Willie Mufferson, taking as heedful -care of his mother as if she were cut glass. He always brought his -mother to church, and was the pride of all the matrons. The boys all -hated him, he was so good. And besides, he had been "thrown up to them" -so much. His white handkerchief was hanging out of his pocket behind, as -usual on Sundays--accidentally. Tom had no handkerchief, and he looked -upon boys who had as snobs. - -The congregation being fully assembled, now, the bell rang once more, -to warn laggards and stragglers, and then a solemn hush fell upon the -church which was only broken by the tittering and whispering of the -choir in the gallery. The choir always tittered and whispered all -through service. There was once a church choir that was not ill-bred, -but I have forgotten where it was, now. It was a great many years ago, -and I can scarcely remember anything about it, but I think it was in -some foreign country. - -The minister gave out the hymn, and read it through with a relish, in -a peculiar style which was much admired in that part of the country. -His voice began on a medium key and climbed steadily up till it reached -a certain point, where it bore with strong emphasis upon the topmost -word and then plunged down as if from a spring-board: - - Shall I be car-ri-ed toe the skies, on flow'ry BEDS of ease, - - Whilst others fight to win the prize, and sail thro' BLOODY seas? - -He was regarded as a wonderful reader. At church "sociables" he was -always called upon to read poetry; and when he was through, the ladies -would lift up their hands and let them fall helplessly in their laps, -and "wall" their eyes, and shake their heads, as much as to say, "Words -cannot express it; it is too beautiful, TOO beautiful for this mortal -earth." - -After the hymn had been sung, the Rev. Mr. Sprague turned himself into -a bulletin-board, and read off "notices" of meetings and societies and -things till it seemed that the list would stretch out to the crack of -doom--a queer custom which is still kept up in America, even in cities, -away here in this age of abundant newspapers. Often, the less there is -to justify a traditional custom, the harder it is to get rid of it. - -And now the minister prayed. A good, generous prayer it was, and went -into details: it pleaded for the church, and the little children of the -church; for the other churches of the village; for the village itself; -for the county; for the State; for the State officers; for the United -States; for the churches of the United States; for Congress; for the -President; for the officers of the Government; for poor sailors, tossed -by stormy seas; for the oppressed millions groaning under the heel of -European monarchies and Oriental despotisms; for such as have the light -and the good tidings, and yet have not eyes to see nor ears to hear -withal; for the heathen in the far islands of the sea; and closed with -a supplication that the words he was about to speak might find grace -and favor, and be as seed sown in fertile ground, yielding in time a -grateful harvest of good. Amen. - -There was a rustling of dresses, and the standing congregation sat -down. The boy whose history this book relates did not enjoy the prayer, -he only endured it--if he even did that much. He was restive all -through it; he kept tally of the details of the prayer, unconsciously ---for he was not listening, but he knew the ground of old, and the -clergyman's regular route over it--and when a little trifle of new -matter was interlarded, his ear detected it and his whole nature -resented it; he considered additions unfair, and scoundrelly. In the -midst of the prayer a fly had lit on the back of the pew in front of -him and tortured his spirit by calmly rubbing its hands together, -embracing its head with its arms, and polishing it so vigorously that -it seemed to almost part company with the body, and the slender thread -of a neck was exposed to view; scraping its wings with its hind legs -and smoothing them to its body as if they had been coat-tails; going -through its whole toilet as tranquilly as if it knew it was perfectly -safe. As indeed it was; for as sorely as Tom's hands itched to grab for -it they did not dare--he believed his soul would be instantly destroyed -if he did such a thing while the prayer was going on. But with the -closing sentence his hand began to curve and steal forward; and the -instant the "Amen" was out the fly was a prisoner of war. His aunt -detected the act and made him let it go. - -The minister gave out his text and droned along monotonously through -an argument that was so prosy that many a head by and by began to nod ---and yet it was an argument that dealt in limitless fire and brimstone -and thinned the predestined elect down to a company so small as to be -hardly worth the saving. Tom counted the pages of the sermon; after -church he always knew how many pages there had been, but he seldom knew -anything else about the discourse. However, this time he was really -interested for a little while. The minister made a grand and moving -picture of the assembling together of the world's hosts at the -millennium when the lion and the lamb should lie down together and a -little child should lead them. But the pathos, the lesson, the moral of -the great spectacle were lost upon the boy; he only thought of the -conspicuousness of the principal character before the on-looking -nations; his face lit with the thought, and he said to himself that he -wished he could be that child, if it was a tame lion. - -Now he lapsed into suffering again, as the dry argument was resumed. -Presently he bethought him of a treasure he had and got it out. It was -a large black beetle with formidable jaws--a "pinchbug," he called it. -It was in a percussion-cap box. The first thing the beetle did was to -take him by the finger. A natural fillip followed, the beetle went -floundering into the aisle and lit on its back, and the hurt finger -went into the boy's mouth. The beetle lay there working its helpless -legs, unable to turn over. Tom eyed it, and longed for it; but it was -safe out of his reach. Other people uninterested in the sermon found -relief in the beetle, and they eyed it too. Presently a vagrant poodle -dog came idling along, sad at heart, lazy with the summer softness and -the quiet, weary of captivity, sighing for change. He spied the beetle; -the drooping tail lifted and wagged. He surveyed the prize; walked -around it; smelt at it from a safe distance; walked around it again; -grew bolder, and took a closer smell; then lifted his lip and made a -gingerly snatch at it, just missing it; made another, and another; -began to enjoy the diversion; subsided to his stomach with the beetle -between his paws, and continued his experiments; grew weary at last, -and then indifferent and absent-minded. His head nodded, and little by -little his chin descended and touched the enemy, who seized it. There -was a sharp yelp, a flirt of the poodle's head, and the beetle fell a -couple of yards away, and lit on its back once more. The neighboring -spectators shook with a gentle inward joy, several faces went behind -fans and handkerchiefs, and Tom was entirely happy. The dog looked -foolish, and probably felt so; but there was resentment in his heart, -too, and a craving for revenge. So he went to the beetle and began a -wary attack on it again; jumping at it from every point of a circle, -lighting with his fore-paws within an inch of the creature, making even -closer snatches at it with his teeth, and jerking his head till his -ears flapped again. But he grew tired once more, after a while; tried -to amuse himself with a fly but found no relief; followed an ant -around, with his nose close to the floor, and quickly wearied of that; -yawned, sighed, forgot the beetle entirely, and sat down on it. Then -there was a wild yelp of agony and the poodle went sailing up the -aisle; the yelps continued, and so did the dog; he crossed the house in -front of the altar; he flew down the other aisle; he crossed before the -doors; he clamored up the home-stretch; his anguish grew with his -progress, till presently he was but a woolly comet moving in its orbit -with the gleam and the speed of light. At last the frantic sufferer -sheered from its course, and sprang into its master's lap; he flung it -out of the window, and the voice of distress quickly thinned away and -died in the distance. - -By this time the whole church was red-faced and suffocating with -suppressed laughter, and the sermon had come to a dead standstill. The -discourse was resumed presently, but it went lame and halting, all -possibility of impressiveness being at an end; for even the gravest -sentiments were constantly being received with a smothered burst of -unholy mirth, under cover of some remote pew-back, as if the poor -parson had said a rarely facetious thing. It was a genuine relief to -the whole congregation when the ordeal was over and the benediction -pronounced. - -Tom Sawyer went home quite cheerful, thinking to himself that there -was some satisfaction about divine service when there was a bit of -variety in it. He had but one marring thought; he was willing that the -dog should play with his pinchbug, but he did not think it was upright -in him to carry it off. - - - -CHAPTER VI - -MONDAY morning found Tom Sawyer miserable. Monday morning always found -him so--because it began another week's slow suffering in school. He -generally began that day with wishing he had had no intervening -holiday, it made the going into captivity and fetters again so much -more odious. - -Tom lay thinking. Presently it occurred to him that he wished he was -sick; then he could stay home from school. Here was a vague -possibility. He canvassed his system. No ailment was found, and he -investigated again. This time he thought he could detect colicky -symptoms, and he began to encourage them with considerable hope. But -they soon grew feeble, and presently died wholly away. He reflected -further. Suddenly he discovered something. One of his upper front teeth -was loose. This was lucky; he was about to begin to groan, as a -"starter," as he called it, when it occurred to him that if he came -into court with that argument, his aunt would pull it out, and that -would hurt. So he thought he would hold the tooth in reserve for the -present, and seek further. Nothing offered for some little time, and -then he remembered hearing the doctor tell about a certain thing that -laid up a patient for two or three weeks and threatened to make him -lose a finger. So the boy eagerly drew his sore toe from under the -sheet and held it up for inspection. But now he did not know the -necessary symptoms. However, it seemed well worth while to chance it, -so he fell to groaning with considerable spirit. - -But Sid slept on unconscious. - -Tom groaned louder, and fancied that he began to feel pain in the toe. - -No result from Sid. - -Tom was panting with his exertions by this time. He took a rest and -then swelled himself up and fetched a succession of admirable groans. - -Sid snored on. - -Tom was aggravated. He said, "Sid, Sid!" and shook him. This course -worked well, and Tom began to groan again. Sid yawned, stretched, then -brought himself up on his elbow with a snort, and began to stare at -Tom. Tom went on groaning. Sid said: - -"Tom! Say, Tom!" [No response.] "Here, Tom! TOM! What is the matter, -Tom?" And he shook him and looked in his face anxiously. - -Tom moaned out: - -"Oh, don't, Sid. Don't joggle me." - -"Why, what's the matter, Tom? I must call auntie." - -"No--never mind. It'll be over by and by, maybe. Don't call anybody." - -"But I must! DON'T groan so, Tom, it's awful. How long you been this -way?" - -"Hours. Ouch! Oh, don't stir so, Sid, you'll kill me." - -"Tom, why didn't you wake me sooner? Oh, Tom, DON'T! It makes my -flesh crawl to hear you. Tom, what is the matter?" - -"I forgive you everything, Sid. [Groan.] Everything you've ever done -to me. When I'm gone--" - -"Oh, Tom, you ain't dying, are you? Don't, Tom--oh, don't. Maybe--" - -"I forgive everybody, Sid. [Groan.] Tell 'em so, Sid. And Sid, you -give my window-sash and my cat with one eye to that new girl that's -come to town, and tell her--" - -But Sid had snatched his clothes and gone. Tom was suffering in -reality, now, so handsomely was his imagination working, and so his -groans had gathered quite a genuine tone. - -Sid flew down-stairs and said: - -"Oh, Aunt Polly, come! Tom's dying!" - -"Dying!" - -"Yes'm. Don't wait--come quick!" - -"Rubbage! I don't believe it!" - -But she fled up-stairs, nevertheless, with Sid and Mary at her heels. -And her face grew white, too, and her lip trembled. When she reached -the bedside she gasped out: - -"You, Tom! Tom, what's the matter with you?" - -"Oh, auntie, I'm--" - -"What's the matter with you--what is the matter with you, child?" - -"Oh, auntie, my sore toe's mortified!" - -The old lady sank down into a chair and laughed a little, then cried a -little, then did both together. This restored her and she said: - -"Tom, what a turn you did give me. Now you shut up that nonsense and -climb out of this." - -The groans ceased and the pain vanished from the toe. The boy felt a -little foolish, and he said: - -"Aunt Polly, it SEEMED mortified, and it hurt so I never minded my -tooth at all." - -"Your tooth, indeed! What's the matter with your tooth?" - -"One of them's loose, and it aches perfectly awful." - -"There, there, now, don't begin that groaning again. Open your mouth. -Well--your tooth IS loose, but you're not going to die about that. -Mary, get me a silk thread, and a chunk of fire out of the kitchen." - -Tom said: - -"Oh, please, auntie, don't pull it out. It don't hurt any more. I wish -I may never stir if it does. Please don't, auntie. I don't want to stay -home from school." - -"Oh, you don't, don't you? So all this row was because you thought -you'd get to stay home from school and go a-fishing? Tom, Tom, I love -you so, and you seem to try every way you can to break my old heart -with your outrageousness." By this time the dental instruments were -ready. The old lady made one end of the silk thread fast to Tom's tooth -with a loop and tied the other to the bedpost. Then she seized the -chunk of fire and suddenly thrust it almost into the boy's face. The -tooth hung dangling by the bedpost, now. - -But all trials bring their compensations. As Tom wended to school -after breakfast, he was the envy of every boy he met because the gap in -his upper row of teeth enabled him to expectorate in a new and -admirable way. He gathered quite a following of lads interested in the -exhibition; and one that had cut his finger and had been a centre of -fascination and homage up to this time, now found himself suddenly -without an adherent, and shorn of his glory. His heart was heavy, and -he said with a disdain which he did not feel that it wasn't anything to -spit like Tom Sawyer; but another boy said, "Sour grapes!" and he -wandered away a dismantled hero. - -Shortly Tom came upon the juvenile pariah of the village, Huckleberry -Finn, son of the town drunkard. Huckleberry was cordially hated and -dreaded by all the mothers of the town, because he was idle and lawless -and vulgar and bad--and because all their children admired him so, and -delighted in his forbidden society, and wished they dared to be like -him. Tom was like the rest of the respectable boys, in that he envied -Huckleberry his gaudy outcast condition, and was under strict orders -not to play with him. So he played with him every time he got a chance. -Huckleberry was always dressed in the cast-off clothes of full-grown -men, and they were in perennial bloom and fluttering with rags. His hat -was a vast ruin with a wide crescent lopped out of its brim; his coat, -when he wore one, hung nearly to his heels and had the rearward buttons -far down the back; but one suspender supported his trousers; the seat -of the trousers bagged low and contained nothing, the fringed legs -dragged in the dirt when not rolled up. - -Huckleberry came and went, at his own free will. He slept on doorsteps -in fine weather and in empty hogsheads in wet; he did not have to go to -school or to church, or call any being master or obey anybody; he could -go fishing or swimming when and where he chose, and stay as long as it -suited him; nobody forbade him to fight; he could sit up as late as he -pleased; he was always the first boy that went barefoot in the spring -and the last to resume leather in the fall; he never had to wash, nor -put on clean clothes; he could swear wonderfully. In a word, everything -that goes to make life precious that boy had. So thought every -harassed, hampered, respectable boy in St. Petersburg. - -Tom hailed the romantic outcast: - -"Hello, Huckleberry!" - -"Hello yourself, and see how you like it." - -"What's that you got?" - -"Dead cat." - -"Lemme see him, Huck. My, he's pretty stiff. Where'd you get him?" - -"Bought him off'n a boy." - -"What did you give?" - -"I give a blue ticket and a bladder that I got at the slaughter-house." - -"Where'd you get the blue ticket?" - -"Bought it off'n Ben Rogers two weeks ago for a hoop-stick." - -"Say--what is dead cats good for, Huck?" - -"Good for? Cure warts with." - -"No! Is that so? I know something that's better." - -"I bet you don't. What is it?" - -"Why, spunk-water." - -"Spunk-water! I wouldn't give a dern for spunk-water." - -"You wouldn't, wouldn't you? D'you ever try it?" - -"No, I hain't. But Bob Tanner did." - -"Who told you so!" - -"Why, he told Jeff Thatcher, and Jeff told Johnny Baker, and Johnny -told Jim Hollis, and Jim told Ben Rogers, and Ben told a nigger, and -the nigger told me. There now!" - -"Well, what of it? They'll all lie. Leastways all but the nigger. I -don't know HIM. But I never see a nigger that WOULDN'T lie. Shucks! Now -you tell me how Bob Tanner done it, Huck." - -"Why, he took and dipped his hand in a rotten stump where the -rain-water was." - -"In the daytime?" - -"Certainly." - -"With his face to the stump?" - -"Yes. Least I reckon so." - -"Did he say anything?" - -"I don't reckon he did. I don't know." - -"Aha! Talk about trying to cure warts with spunk-water such a blame -fool way as that! Why, that ain't a-going to do any good. You got to go -all by yourself, to the middle of the woods, where you know there's a -spunk-water stump, and just as it's midnight you back up against the -stump and jam your hand in and say: - - 'Barley-corn, barley-corn, injun-meal shorts, - Spunk-water, spunk-water, swaller these warts,' - -and then walk away quick, eleven steps, with your eyes shut, and then -turn around three times and walk home without speaking to anybody. -Because if you speak the charm's busted." - -"Well, that sounds like a good way; but that ain't the way Bob Tanner -done." - -"No, sir, you can bet he didn't, becuz he's the wartiest boy in this -town; and he wouldn't have a wart on him if he'd knowed how to work -spunk-water. I've took off thousands of warts off of my hands that way, -Huck. I play with frogs so much that I've always got considerable many -warts. Sometimes I take 'em off with a bean." - -"Yes, bean's good. I've done that." - -"Have you? What's your way?" - -"You take and split the bean, and cut the wart so as to get some -blood, and then you put the blood on one piece of the bean and take and -dig a hole and bury it 'bout midnight at the crossroads in the dark of -the moon, and then you burn up the rest of the bean. You see that piece -that's got the blood on it will keep drawing and drawing, trying to -fetch the other piece to it, and so that helps the blood to draw the -wart, and pretty soon off she comes." - -"Yes, that's it, Huck--that's it; though when you're burying it if you -say 'Down bean; off wart; come no more to bother me!' it's better. -That's the way Joe Harper does, and he's been nearly to Coonville and -most everywheres. But say--how do you cure 'em with dead cats?" - -"Why, you take your cat and go and get in the graveyard 'long about -midnight when somebody that was wicked has been buried; and when it's -midnight a devil will come, or maybe two or three, but you can't see -'em, you can only hear something like the wind, or maybe hear 'em talk; -and when they're taking that feller away, you heave your cat after 'em -and say, 'Devil follow corpse, cat follow devil, warts follow cat, I'm -done with ye!' That'll fetch ANY wart." - -"Sounds right. D'you ever try it, Huck?" - -"No, but old Mother Hopkins told me." - -"Well, I reckon it's so, then. Becuz they say she's a witch." - -"Say! Why, Tom, I KNOW she is. She witched pap. Pap says so his own -self. He come along one day, and he see she was a-witching him, so he -took up a rock, and if she hadn't dodged, he'd a got her. Well, that -very night he rolled off'n a shed wher' he was a layin drunk, and broke -his arm." - -"Why, that's awful. How did he know she was a-witching him?" - -"Lord, pap can tell, easy. Pap says when they keep looking at you -right stiddy, they're a-witching you. Specially if they mumble. Becuz -when they mumble they're saying the Lord's Prayer backards." - -"Say, Hucky, when you going to try the cat?" - -"To-night. I reckon they'll come after old Hoss Williams to-night." - -"But they buried him Saturday. Didn't they get him Saturday night?" - -"Why, how you talk! How could their charms work till midnight?--and -THEN it's Sunday. Devils don't slosh around much of a Sunday, I don't -reckon." - -"I never thought of that. That's so. Lemme go with you?" - -"Of course--if you ain't afeard." - -"Afeard! 'Tain't likely. Will you meow?" - -"Yes--and you meow back, if you get a chance. Last time, you kep' me -a-meowing around till old Hays went to throwing rocks at me and says -'Dern that cat!' and so I hove a brick through his window--but don't -you tell." - -"I won't. I couldn't meow that night, becuz auntie was watching me, -but I'll meow this time. Say--what's that?" - -"Nothing but a tick." - -"Where'd you get him?" - -"Out in the woods." - -"What'll you take for him?" - -"I don't know. I don't want to sell him." - -"All right. It's a mighty small tick, anyway." - -"Oh, anybody can run a tick down that don't belong to them. I'm -satisfied with it. It's a good enough tick for me." - -"Sho, there's ticks a plenty. I could have a thousand of 'em if I -wanted to." - -"Well, why don't you? Becuz you know mighty well you can't. This is a -pretty early tick, I reckon. It's the first one I've seen this year." - -"Say, Huck--I'll give you my tooth for him." - -"Less see it." - -Tom got out a bit of paper and carefully unrolled it. Huckleberry -viewed it wistfully. The temptation was very strong. At last he said: - -"Is it genuwyne?" - -Tom lifted his lip and showed the vacancy. - -"Well, all right," said Huckleberry, "it's a trade." - -Tom enclosed the tick in the percussion-cap box that had lately been -the pinchbug's prison, and the boys separated, each feeling wealthier -than before. - -When Tom reached the little isolated frame schoolhouse, he strode in -briskly, with the manner of one who had come with all honest speed. -He hung his hat on a peg and flung himself into his seat with -business-like alacrity. The master, throned on high in his great -splint-bottom arm-chair, was dozing, lulled by the drowsy hum of study. -The interruption roused him. - -"Thomas Sawyer!" - -Tom knew that when his name was pronounced in full, it meant trouble. - -"Sir!" - -"Come up here. Now, sir, why are you late again, as usual?" - -Tom was about to take refuge in a lie, when he saw two long tails of -yellow hair hanging down a back that he recognized by the electric -sympathy of love; and by that form was THE ONLY VACANT PLACE on the -girls' side of the schoolhouse. He instantly said: - -"I STOPPED TO TALK WITH HUCKLEBERRY FINN!" - -The master's pulse stood still, and he stared helplessly. The buzz of -study ceased. The pupils wondered if this foolhardy boy had lost his -mind. The master said: - -"You--you did what?" - -"Stopped to talk with Huckleberry Finn." - -There was no mistaking the words. - -"Thomas Sawyer, this is the most astounding confession I have ever -listened to. No mere ferule will answer for this offence. Take off your -jacket." - -The master's arm performed until it was tired and the stock of -switches notably diminished. Then the order followed: - -"Now, sir, go and sit with the girls! And let this be a warning to you." - -The titter that rippled around the room appeared to abash the boy, but -in reality that result was caused rather more by his worshipful awe of -his unknown idol and the dread pleasure that lay in his high good -fortune. He sat down upon the end of the pine bench and the girl -hitched herself away from him with a toss of her head. Nudges and winks -and whispers traversed the room, but Tom sat still, with his arms upon -the long, low desk before him, and seemed to study his book. - -By and by attention ceased from him, and the accustomed school murmur -rose upon the dull air once more. Presently the boy began to steal -furtive glances at the girl. She observed it, "made a mouth" at him and -gave him the back of her head for the space of a minute. When she -cautiously faced around again, a peach lay before her. She thrust it -away. Tom gently put it back. She thrust it away again, but with less -animosity. Tom patiently returned it to its place. Then she let it -remain. Tom scrawled on his slate, "Please take it--I got more." The -girl glanced at the words, but made no sign. Now the boy began to draw -something on the slate, hiding his work with his left hand. For a time -the girl refused to notice; but her human curiosity presently began to -manifest itself by hardly perceptible signs. The boy worked on, -apparently unconscious. The girl made a sort of noncommittal attempt to -see, but the boy did not betray that he was aware of it. At last she -gave in and hesitatingly whispered: - -"Let me see it." - -Tom partly uncovered a dismal caricature of a house with two gable -ends to it and a corkscrew of smoke issuing from the chimney. Then the -girl's interest began to fasten itself upon the work and she forgot -everything else. When it was finished, she gazed a moment, then -whispered: - -"It's nice--make a man." - -The artist erected a man in the front yard, that resembled a derrick. -He could have stepped over the house; but the girl was not -hypercritical; she was satisfied with the monster, and whispered: - -"It's a beautiful man--now make me coming along." - -Tom drew an hour-glass with a full moon and straw limbs to it and -armed the spreading fingers with a portentous fan. The girl said: - -"It's ever so nice--I wish I could draw." - -"It's easy," whispered Tom, "I'll learn you." - -"Oh, will you? When?" - -"At noon. Do you go home to dinner?" - -"I'll stay if you will." - -"Good--that's a whack. What's your name?" - -"Becky Thatcher. What's yours? Oh, I know. It's Thomas Sawyer." - -"That's the name they lick me by. I'm Tom when I'm good. You call me -Tom, will you?" - -"Yes." - -Now Tom began to scrawl something on the slate, hiding the words from -the girl. But she was not backward this time. She begged to see. Tom -said: - -"Oh, it ain't anything." - -"Yes it is." - -"No it ain't. You don't want to see." - -"Yes I do, indeed I do. Please let me." - -"You'll tell." - -"No I won't--deed and deed and double deed won't." - -"You won't tell anybody at all? Ever, as long as you live?" - -"No, I won't ever tell ANYbody. Now let me." - -"Oh, YOU don't want to see!" - -"Now that you treat me so, I WILL see." And she put her small hand -upon his and a little scuffle ensued, Tom pretending to resist in -earnest but letting his hand slip by degrees till these words were -revealed: "I LOVE YOU." - -"Oh, you bad thing!" And she hit his hand a smart rap, but reddened -and looked pleased, nevertheless. - -Just at this juncture the boy felt a slow, fateful grip closing on his -ear, and a steady lifting impulse. In that wise he was borne across the -house and deposited in his own seat, under a peppering fire of giggles -from the whole school. Then the master stood over him during a few -awful moments, and finally moved away to his throne without saying a -word. But although Tom's ear tingled, his heart was jubilant. - -As the school quieted down Tom made an honest effort to study, but the -turmoil within him was too great. In turn he took his place in the -reading class and made a botch of it; then in the geography class and -turned lakes into mountains, mountains into rivers, and rivers into -continents, till chaos was come again; then in the spelling class, and -got "turned down," by a succession of mere baby words, till he brought -up at the foot and yielded up the pewter medal which he had worn with -ostentation for months. - - - -CHAPTER VII - -THE harder Tom tried to fasten his mind on his book, the more his -ideas wandered. So at last, with a sigh and a yawn, he gave it up. It -seemed to him that the noon recess would never come. The air was -utterly dead. There was not a breath stirring. It was the sleepiest of -sleepy days. The drowsing murmur of the five and twenty studying -scholars soothed the soul like the spell that is in the murmur of bees. -Away off in the flaming sunshine, Cardiff Hill lifted its soft green -sides through a shimmering veil of heat, tinted with the purple of -distance; a few birds floated on lazy wing high in the air; no other -living thing was visible but some cows, and they were asleep. Tom's -heart ached to be free, or else to have something of interest to do to -pass the dreary time. His hand wandered into his pocket and his face -lit up with a glow of gratitude that was prayer, though he did not know -it. Then furtively the percussion-cap box came out. He released the -tick and put him on the long flat desk. The creature probably glowed -with a gratitude that amounted to prayer, too, at this moment, but it -was premature: for when he started thankfully to travel off, Tom turned -him aside with a pin and made him take a new direction. - -Tom's bosom friend sat next him, suffering just as Tom had been, and -now he was deeply and gratefully interested in this entertainment in an -instant. This bosom friend was Joe Harper. The two boys were sworn -friends all the week, and embattled enemies on Saturdays. Joe took a -pin out of his lapel and began to assist in exercising the prisoner. -The sport grew in interest momently. Soon Tom said that they were -interfering with each other, and neither getting the fullest benefit of -the tick. So he put Joe's slate on the desk and drew a line down the -middle of it from top to bottom. - -"Now," said he, "as long as he is on your side you can stir him up and -I'll let him alone; but if you let him get away and get on my side, -you're to leave him alone as long as I can keep him from crossing over." - -"All right, go ahead; start him up." - -The tick escaped from Tom, presently, and crossed the equator. Joe -harassed him awhile, and then he got away and crossed back again. This -change of base occurred often. While one boy was worrying the tick with -absorbing interest, the other would look on with interest as strong, -the two heads bowed together over the slate, and the two souls dead to -all things else. At last luck seemed to settle and abide with Joe. The -tick tried this, that, and the other course, and got as excited and as -anxious as the boys themselves, but time and again just as he would -have victory in his very grasp, so to speak, and Tom's fingers would be -twitching to begin, Joe's pin would deftly head him off, and keep -possession. At last Tom could stand it no longer. The temptation was -too strong. So he reached out and lent a hand with his pin. Joe was -angry in a moment. Said he: - -"Tom, you let him alone." - -"I only just want to stir him up a little, Joe." - -"No, sir, it ain't fair; you just let him alone." - -"Blame it, I ain't going to stir him much." - -"Let him alone, I tell you." - -"I won't!" - -"You shall--he's on my side of the line." - -"Look here, Joe Harper, whose is that tick?" - -"I don't care whose tick he is--he's on my side of the line, and you -sha'n't touch him." - -"Well, I'll just bet I will, though. He's my tick and I'll do what I -blame please with him, or die!" - -A tremendous whack came down on Tom's shoulders, and its duplicate on -Joe's; and for the space of two minutes the dust continued to fly from -the two jackets and the whole school to enjoy it. The boys had been too -absorbed to notice the hush that had stolen upon the school awhile -before when the master came tiptoeing down the room and stood over -them. He had contemplated a good part of the performance before he -contributed his bit of variety to it. - -When school broke up at noon, Tom flew to Becky Thatcher, and -whispered in her ear: - -"Put on your bonnet and let on you're going home; and when you get to -the corner, give the rest of 'em the slip, and turn down through the -lane and come back. I'll go the other way and come it over 'em the same -way." - -So the one went off with one group of scholars, and the other with -another. In a little while the two met at the bottom of the lane, and -when they reached the school they had it all to themselves. Then they -sat together, with a slate before them, and Tom gave Becky the pencil -and held her hand in his, guiding it, and so created another surprising -house. When the interest in art began to wane, the two fell to talking. -Tom was swimming in bliss. He said: - -"Do you love rats?" - -"No! I hate them!" - -"Well, I do, too--LIVE ones. But I mean dead ones, to swing round your -head with a string." - -"No, I don't care for rats much, anyway. What I like is chewing-gum." - -"Oh, I should say so! I wish I had some now." - -"Do you? I've got some. I'll let you chew it awhile, but you must give -it back to me." - -That was agreeable, so they chewed it turn about, and dangled their -legs against the bench in excess of contentment. - -"Was you ever at a circus?" said Tom. - -"Yes, and my pa's going to take me again some time, if I'm good." - -"I been to the circus three or four times--lots of times. Church ain't -shucks to a circus. There's things going on at a circus all the time. -I'm going to be a clown in a circus when I grow up." - -"Oh, are you! That will be nice. They're so lovely, all spotted up." - -"Yes, that's so. And they get slathers of money--most a dollar a day, -Ben Rogers says. Say, Becky, was you ever engaged?" - -"What's that?" - -"Why, engaged to be married." - -"No." - -"Would you like to?" - -"I reckon so. I don't know. What is it like?" - -"Like? Why it ain't like anything. You only just tell a boy you won't -ever have anybody but him, ever ever ever, and then you kiss and that's -all. Anybody can do it." - -"Kiss? What do you kiss for?" - -"Why, that, you know, is to--well, they always do that." - -"Everybody?" - -"Why, yes, everybody that's in love with each other. Do you remember -what I wrote on the slate?" - -"Ye--yes." - -"What was it?" - -"I sha'n't tell you." - -"Shall I tell YOU?" - -"Ye--yes--but some other time." - -"No, now." - -"No, not now--to-morrow." - -"Oh, no, NOW. Please, Becky--I'll whisper it, I'll whisper it ever so -easy." - -Becky hesitating, Tom took silence for consent, and passed his arm -about her waist and whispered the tale ever so softly, with his mouth -close to her ear. And then he added: - -"Now you whisper it to me--just the same." - -She resisted, for a while, and then said: - -"You turn your face away so you can't see, and then I will. But you -mustn't ever tell anybody--WILL you, Tom? Now you won't, WILL you?" - -"No, indeed, indeed I won't. Now, Becky." - -He turned his face away. She bent timidly around till her breath -stirred his curls and whispered, "I--love--you!" - -Then she sprang away and ran around and around the desks and benches, -with Tom after her, and took refuge in a corner at last, with her -little white apron to her face. Tom clasped her about her neck and -pleaded: - -"Now, Becky, it's all done--all over but the kiss. Don't you be afraid -of that--it ain't anything at all. Please, Becky." And he tugged at her -apron and the hands. - -By and by she gave up, and let her hands drop; her face, all glowing -with the struggle, came up and submitted. Tom kissed the red lips and -said: - -"Now it's all done, Becky. And always after this, you know, you ain't -ever to love anybody but me, and you ain't ever to marry anybody but -me, ever never and forever. Will you?" - -"No, I'll never love anybody but you, Tom, and I'll never marry -anybody but you--and you ain't to ever marry anybody but me, either." - -"Certainly. Of course. That's PART of it. And always coming to school -or when we're going home, you're to walk with me, when there ain't -anybody looking--and you choose me and I choose you at parties, because -that's the way you do when you're engaged." - -"It's so nice. I never heard of it before." - -"Oh, it's ever so gay! Why, me and Amy Lawrence--" - -The big eyes told Tom his blunder and he stopped, confused. - -"Oh, Tom! Then I ain't the first you've ever been engaged to!" - -The child began to cry. Tom said: - -"Oh, don't cry, Becky, I don't care for her any more." - -"Yes, you do, Tom--you know you do." - -Tom tried to put his arm about her neck, but she pushed him away and -turned her face to the wall, and went on crying. Tom tried again, with -soothing words in his mouth, and was repulsed again. Then his pride was -up, and he strode away and went outside. He stood about, restless and -uneasy, for a while, glancing at the door, every now and then, hoping -she would repent and come to find him. But she did not. Then he began -to feel badly and fear that he was in the wrong. It was a hard struggle -with him to make new advances, now, but he nerved himself to it and -entered. She was still standing back there in the corner, sobbing, with -her face to the wall. Tom's heart smote him. He went to her and stood a -moment, not knowing exactly how to proceed. Then he said hesitatingly: - -"Becky, I--I don't care for anybody but you." - -No reply--but sobs. - -"Becky"--pleadingly. "Becky, won't you say something?" - -More sobs. - -Tom got out his chiefest jewel, a brass knob from the top of an -andiron, and passed it around her so that she could see it, and said: - -"Please, Becky, won't you take it?" - -She struck it to the floor. Then Tom marched out of the house and over -the hills and far away, to return to school no more that day. Presently -Becky began to suspect. She ran to the door; he was not in sight; she -flew around to the play-yard; he was not there. Then she called: - -"Tom! Come back, Tom!" - -She listened intently, but there was no answer. She had no companions -but silence and loneliness. So she sat down to cry again and upbraid -herself; and by this time the scholars began to gather again, and she -had to hide her griefs and still her broken heart and take up the cross -of a long, dreary, aching afternoon, with none among the strangers -about her to exchange sorrows with. - - - -CHAPTER VIII - -TOM dodged hither and thither through lanes until he was well out of -the track of returning scholars, and then fell into a moody jog. He -crossed a small "branch" two or three times, because of a prevailing -juvenile superstition that to cross water baffled pursuit. Half an hour -later he was disappearing behind the Douglas mansion on the summit of -Cardiff Hill, and the schoolhouse was hardly distinguishable away off -in the valley behind him. He entered a dense wood, picked his pathless -way to the centre of it, and sat down on a mossy spot under a spreading -oak. There was not even a zephyr stirring; the dead noonday heat had -even stilled the songs of the birds; nature lay in a trance that was -broken by no sound but the occasional far-off hammering of a -woodpecker, and this seemed to render the pervading silence and sense -of loneliness the more profound. The boy's soul was steeped in -melancholy; his feelings were in happy accord with his surroundings. He -sat long with his elbows on his knees and his chin in his hands, -meditating. It seemed to him that life was but a trouble, at best, and -he more than half envied Jimmy Hodges, so lately released; it must be -very peaceful, he thought, to lie and slumber and dream forever and -ever, with the wind whispering through the trees and caressing the -grass and the flowers over the grave, and nothing to bother and grieve -about, ever any more. If he only had a clean Sunday-school record he -could be willing to go, and be done with it all. Now as to this girl. -What had he done? Nothing. He had meant the best in the world, and been -treated like a dog--like a very dog. She would be sorry some day--maybe -when it was too late. Ah, if he could only die TEMPORARILY! - -But the elastic heart of youth cannot be compressed into one -constrained shape long at a time. Tom presently began to drift -insensibly back into the concerns of this life again. What if he turned -his back, now, and disappeared mysteriously? What if he went away--ever -so far away, into unknown countries beyond the seas--and never came -back any more! How would she feel then! The idea of being a clown -recurred to him now, only to fill him with disgust. For frivolity and -jokes and spotted tights were an offense, when they intruded themselves -upon a spirit that was exalted into the vague august realm of the -romantic. No, he would be a soldier, and return after long years, all -war-worn and illustrious. No--better still, he would join the Indians, -and hunt buffaloes and go on the warpath in the mountain ranges and the -trackless great plains of the Far West, and away in the future come -back a great chief, bristling with feathers, hideous with paint, and -prance into Sunday-school, some drowsy summer morning, with a -bloodcurdling war-whoop, and sear the eyeballs of all his companions -with unappeasable envy. But no, there was something gaudier even than -this. He would be a pirate! That was it! NOW his future lay plain -before him, and glowing with unimaginable splendor. How his name would -fill the world, and make people shudder! How gloriously he would go -plowing the dancing seas, in his long, low, black-hulled racer, the -Spirit of the Storm, with his grisly flag flying at the fore! And at -the zenith of his fame, how he would suddenly appear at the old village -and stalk into church, brown and weather-beaten, in his black velvet -doublet and trunks, his great jack-boots, his crimson sash, his belt -bristling with horse-pistols, his crime-rusted cutlass at his side, his -slouch hat with waving plumes, his black flag unfurled, with the skull -and crossbones on it, and hear with swelling ecstasy the whisperings, -"It's Tom Sawyer the Pirate!--the Black Avenger of the Spanish Main!" - -Yes, it was settled; his career was determined. He would run away from -home and enter upon it. He would start the very next morning. Therefore -he must now begin to get ready. He would collect his resources -together. He went to a rotten log near at hand and began to dig under -one end of it with his Barlow knife. He soon struck wood that sounded -hollow. He put his hand there and uttered this incantation impressively: - -"What hasn't come here, come! What's here, stay here!" - -Then he scraped away the dirt, and exposed a pine shingle. He took it -up and disclosed a shapely little treasure-house whose bottom and sides -were of shingles. In it lay a marble. Tom's astonishment was boundless! -He scratched his head with a perplexed air, and said: - -"Well, that beats anything!" - -Then he tossed the marble away pettishly, and stood cogitating. The -truth was, that a superstition of his had failed, here, which he and -all his comrades had always looked upon as infallible. If you buried a -marble with certain necessary incantations, and left it alone a -fortnight, and then opened the place with the incantation he had just -used, you would find that all the marbles you had ever lost had -gathered themselves together there, meantime, no matter how widely they -had been separated. But now, this thing had actually and unquestionably -failed. Tom's whole structure of faith was shaken to its foundations. -He had many a time heard of this thing succeeding but never of its -failing before. It did not occur to him that he had tried it several -times before, himself, but could never find the hiding-places -afterward. He puzzled over the matter some time, and finally decided -that some witch had interfered and broken the charm. He thought he -would satisfy himself on that point; so he searched around till he -found a small sandy spot with a little funnel-shaped depression in it. -He laid himself down and put his mouth close to this depression and -called-- - -"Doodle-bug, doodle-bug, tell me what I want to know! Doodle-bug, -doodle-bug, tell me what I want to know!" - -The sand began to work, and presently a small black bug appeared for a -second and then darted under again in a fright. - -"He dasn't tell! So it WAS a witch that done it. I just knowed it." - -He well knew the futility of trying to contend against witches, so he -gave up discouraged. But it occurred to him that he might as well have -the marble he had just thrown away, and therefore he went and made a -patient search for it. But he could not find it. Now he went back to -his treasure-house and carefully placed himself just as he had been -standing when he tossed the marble away; then he took another marble -from his pocket and tossed it in the same way, saying: - -"Brother, go find your brother!" - -He watched where it stopped, and went there and looked. But it must -have fallen short or gone too far; so he tried twice more. The last -repetition was successful. The two marbles lay within a foot of each -other. - -Just here the blast of a toy tin trumpet came faintly down the green -aisles of the forest. Tom flung off his jacket and trousers, turned a -suspender into a belt, raked away some brush behind the rotten log, -disclosing a rude bow and arrow, a lath sword and a tin trumpet, and in -a moment had seized these things and bounded away, barelegged, with -fluttering shirt. He presently halted under a great elm, blew an -answering blast, and then began to tiptoe and look warily out, this way -and that. He said cautiously--to an imaginary company: - -"Hold, my merry men! Keep hid till I blow." - -Now appeared Joe Harper, as airily clad and elaborately armed as Tom. -Tom called: - -"Hold! Who comes here into Sherwood Forest without my pass?" - -"Guy of Guisborne wants no man's pass. Who art thou that--that--" - -"Dares to hold such language," said Tom, prompting--for they talked -"by the book," from memory. - -"Who art thou that dares to hold such language?" - -"I, indeed! I am Robin Hood, as thy caitiff carcase soon shall know." - -"Then art thou indeed that famous outlaw? Right gladly will I dispute -with thee the passes of the merry wood. Have at thee!" - -They took their lath swords, dumped their other traps on the ground, -struck a fencing attitude, foot to foot, and began a grave, careful -combat, "two up and two down." Presently Tom said: - -"Now, if you've got the hang, go it lively!" - -So they "went it lively," panting and perspiring with the work. By and -by Tom shouted: - -"Fall! fall! Why don't you fall?" - -"I sha'n't! Why don't you fall yourself? You're getting the worst of -it." - -"Why, that ain't anything. I can't fall; that ain't the way it is in -the book. The book says, 'Then with one back-handed stroke he slew poor -Guy of Guisborne.' You're to turn around and let me hit you in the -back." - -There was no getting around the authorities, so Joe turned, received -the whack and fell. - -"Now," said Joe, getting up, "you got to let me kill YOU. That's fair." - -"Why, I can't do that, it ain't in the book." - -"Well, it's blamed mean--that's all." - -"Well, say, Joe, you can be Friar Tuck or Much the miller's son, and -lam me with a quarter-staff; or I'll be the Sheriff of Nottingham and -you be Robin Hood a little while and kill me." - -This was satisfactory, and so these adventures were carried out. Then -Tom became Robin Hood again, and was allowed by the treacherous nun to -bleed his strength away through his neglected wound. And at last Joe, -representing a whole tribe of weeping outlaws, dragged him sadly forth, -gave his bow into his feeble hands, and Tom said, "Where this arrow -falls, there bury poor Robin Hood under the greenwood tree." Then he -shot the arrow and fell back and would have died, but he lit on a -nettle and sprang up too gaily for a corpse. - -The boys dressed themselves, hid their accoutrements, and went off -grieving that there were no outlaws any more, and wondering what modern -civilization could claim to have done to compensate for their loss. -They said they would rather be outlaws a year in Sherwood Forest than -President of the United States forever. - - - -CHAPTER IX - -AT half-past nine, that night, Tom and Sid were sent to bed, as usual. -They said their prayers, and Sid was soon asleep. Tom lay awake and -waited, in restless impatience. When it seemed to him that it must be -nearly daylight, he heard the clock strike ten! This was despair. He -would have tossed and fidgeted, as his nerves demanded, but he was -afraid he might wake Sid. So he lay still, and stared up into the dark. -Everything was dismally still. By and by, out of the stillness, little, -scarcely perceptible noises began to emphasize themselves. The ticking -of the clock began to bring itself into notice. Old beams began to -crack mysteriously. The stairs creaked faintly. Evidently spirits were -abroad. A measured, muffled snore issued from Aunt Polly's chamber. And -now the tiresome chirping of a cricket that no human ingenuity could -locate, began. Next the ghastly ticking of a deathwatch in the wall at -the bed's head made Tom shudder--it meant that somebody's days were -numbered. Then the howl of a far-off dog rose on the night air, and was -answered by a fainter howl from a remoter distance. Tom was in an -agony. At last he was satisfied that time had ceased and eternity -begun; he began to doze, in spite of himself; the clock chimed eleven, -but he did not hear it. And then there came, mingling with his -half-formed dreams, a most melancholy caterwauling. The raising of a -neighboring window disturbed him. A cry of "Scat! you devil!" and the -crash of an empty bottle against the back of his aunt's woodshed -brought him wide awake, and a single minute later he was dressed and -out of the window and creeping along the roof of the "ell" on all -fours. He "meow'd" with caution once or twice, as he went; then jumped -to the roof of the woodshed and thence to the ground. Huckleberry Finn -was there, with his dead cat. The boys moved off and disappeared in the -gloom. At the end of half an hour they were wading through the tall -grass of the graveyard. - -It was a graveyard of the old-fashioned Western kind. It was on a -hill, about a mile and a half from the village. It had a crazy board -fence around it, which leaned inward in places, and outward the rest of -the time, but stood upright nowhere. Grass and weeds grew rank over the -whole cemetery. All the old graves were sunken in, there was not a -tombstone on the place; round-topped, worm-eaten boards staggered over -the graves, leaning for support and finding none. "Sacred to the memory -of" So-and-So had been painted on them once, but it could no longer -have been read, on the most of them, now, even if there had been light. - -A faint wind moaned through the trees, and Tom feared it might be the -spirits of the dead, complaining at being disturbed. The boys talked -little, and only under their breath, for the time and the place and the -pervading solemnity and silence oppressed their spirits. They found the -sharp new heap they were seeking, and ensconced themselves within the -protection of three great elms that grew in a bunch within a few feet -of the grave. - -Then they waited in silence for what seemed a long time. The hooting -of a distant owl was all the sound that troubled the dead stillness. -Tom's reflections grew oppressive. He must force some talk. So he said -in a whisper: - -"Hucky, do you believe the dead people like it for us to be here?" - -Huckleberry whispered: - -"I wisht I knowed. It's awful solemn like, AIN'T it?" - -"I bet it is." - -There was a considerable pause, while the boys canvassed this matter -inwardly. Then Tom whispered: - -"Say, Hucky--do you reckon Hoss Williams hears us talking?" - -"O' course he does. Least his sperrit does." - -Tom, after a pause: - -"I wish I'd said Mister Williams. But I never meant any harm. -Everybody calls him Hoss." - -"A body can't be too partic'lar how they talk 'bout these-yer dead -people, Tom." - -This was a damper, and conversation died again. - -Presently Tom seized his comrade's arm and said: - -"Sh!" - -"What is it, Tom?" And the two clung together with beating hearts. - -"Sh! There 'tis again! Didn't you hear it?" - -"I--" - -"There! Now you hear it." - -"Lord, Tom, they're coming! They're coming, sure. What'll we do?" - -"I dono. Think they'll see us?" - -"Oh, Tom, they can see in the dark, same as cats. I wisht I hadn't -come." - -"Oh, don't be afeard. I don't believe they'll bother us. We ain't -doing any harm. If we keep perfectly still, maybe they won't notice us -at all." - -"I'll try to, Tom, but, Lord, I'm all of a shiver." - -"Listen!" - -The boys bent their heads together and scarcely breathed. A muffled -sound of voices floated up from the far end of the graveyard. - -"Look! See there!" whispered Tom. "What is it?" - -"It's devil-fire. Oh, Tom, this is awful." - -Some vague figures approached through the gloom, swinging an -old-fashioned tin lantern that freckled the ground with innumerable -little spangles of light. Presently Huckleberry whispered with a -shudder: - -"It's the devils sure enough. Three of 'em! Lordy, Tom, we're goners! -Can you pray?" - -"I'll try, but don't you be afeard. They ain't going to hurt us. 'Now -I lay me down to sleep, I--'" - -"Sh!" - -"What is it, Huck?" - -"They're HUMANS! One of 'em is, anyway. One of 'em's old Muff Potter's -voice." - -"No--'tain't so, is it?" - -"I bet I know it. Don't you stir nor budge. He ain't sharp enough to -notice us. Drunk, the same as usual, likely--blamed old rip!" - -"All right, I'll keep still. Now they're stuck. Can't find it. Here -they come again. Now they're hot. Cold again. Hot again. Red hot! -They're p'inted right, this time. Say, Huck, I know another o' them -voices; it's Injun Joe." - -"That's so--that murderin' half-breed! I'd druther they was devils a -dern sight. What kin they be up to?" - -The whisper died wholly out, now, for the three men had reached the -grave and stood within a few feet of the boys' hiding-place. - -"Here it is," said the third voice; and the owner of it held the -lantern up and revealed the face of young Doctor Robinson. - -Potter and Injun Joe were carrying a handbarrow with a rope and a -couple of shovels on it. They cast down their load and began to open -the grave. The doctor put the lantern at the head of the grave and came -and sat down with his back against one of the elm trees. He was so -close the boys could have touched him. - -"Hurry, men!" he said, in a low voice; "the moon might come out at any -moment." - -They growled a response and went on digging. For some time there was -no noise but the grating sound of the spades discharging their freight -of mould and gravel. It was very monotonous. Finally a spade struck -upon the coffin with a dull woody accent, and within another minute or -two the men had hoisted it out on the ground. They pried off the lid -with their shovels, got out the body and dumped it rudely on the -ground. The moon drifted from behind the clouds and exposed the pallid -face. The barrow was got ready and the corpse placed on it, covered -with a blanket, and bound to its place with the rope. Potter took out a -large spring-knife and cut off the dangling end of the rope and then -said: - -"Now the cussed thing's ready, Sawbones, and you'll just out with -another five, or here she stays." - -"That's the talk!" said Injun Joe. - -"Look here, what does this mean?" said the doctor. "You required your -pay in advance, and I've paid you." - -"Yes, and you done more than that," said Injun Joe, approaching the -doctor, who was now standing. "Five years ago you drove me away from -your father's kitchen one night, when I come to ask for something to -eat, and you said I warn't there for any good; and when I swore I'd get -even with you if it took a hundred years, your father had me jailed for -a vagrant. Did you think I'd forget? The Injun blood ain't in me for -nothing. And now I've GOT you, and you got to SETTLE, you know!" - -He was threatening the doctor, with his fist in his face, by this -time. The doctor struck out suddenly and stretched the ruffian on the -ground. Potter dropped his knife, and exclaimed: - -"Here, now, don't you hit my pard!" and the next moment he had -grappled with the doctor and the two were struggling with might and -main, trampling the grass and tearing the ground with their heels. -Injun Joe sprang to his feet, his eyes flaming with passion, snatched -up Potter's knife, and went creeping, catlike and stooping, round and -round about the combatants, seeking an opportunity. All at once the -doctor flung himself free, seized the heavy headboard of Williams' -grave and felled Potter to the earth with it--and in the same instant -the half-breed saw his chance and drove the knife to the hilt in the -young man's breast. He reeled and fell partly upon Potter, flooding him -with his blood, and in the same moment the clouds blotted out the -dreadful spectacle and the two frightened boys went speeding away in -the dark. - -Presently, when the moon emerged again, Injun Joe was standing over -the two forms, contemplating them. The doctor murmured inarticulately, -gave a long gasp or two and was still. The half-breed muttered: - -"THAT score is settled--damn you." - -Then he robbed the body. After which he put the fatal knife in -Potter's open right hand, and sat down on the dismantled coffin. Three ---four--five minutes passed, and then Potter began to stir and moan. His -hand closed upon the knife; he raised it, glanced at it, and let it -fall, with a shudder. Then he sat up, pushing the body from him, and -gazed at it, and then around him, confusedly. His eyes met Joe's. - -"Lord, how is this, Joe?" he said. - -"It's a dirty business," said Joe, without moving. - -"What did you do it for?" - -"I! I never done it!" - -"Look here! That kind of talk won't wash." - -Potter trembled and grew white. - -"I thought I'd got sober. I'd no business to drink to-night. But it's -in my head yet--worse'n when we started here. I'm all in a muddle; -can't recollect anything of it, hardly. Tell me, Joe--HONEST, now, old -feller--did I do it? Joe, I never meant to--'pon my soul and honor, I -never meant to, Joe. Tell me how it was, Joe. Oh, it's awful--and him -so young and promising." - -"Why, you two was scuffling, and he fetched you one with the headboard -and you fell flat; and then up you come, all reeling and staggering -like, and snatched the knife and jammed it into him, just as he fetched -you another awful clip--and here you've laid, as dead as a wedge til -now." - -"Oh, I didn't know what I was a-doing. I wish I may die this minute if -I did. It was all on account of the whiskey and the excitement, I -reckon. I never used a weepon in my life before, Joe. I've fought, but -never with weepons. They'll all say that. Joe, don't tell! Say you -won't tell, Joe--that's a good feller. I always liked you, Joe, and -stood up for you, too. Don't you remember? You WON'T tell, WILL you, -Joe?" And the poor creature dropped on his knees before the stolid -murderer, and clasped his appealing hands. - -"No, you've always been fair and square with me, Muff Potter, and I -won't go back on you. There, now, that's as fair as a man can say." - -"Oh, Joe, you're an angel. I'll bless you for this the longest day I -live." And Potter began to cry. - -"Come, now, that's enough of that. This ain't any time for blubbering. -You be off yonder way and I'll go this. Move, now, and don't leave any -tracks behind you." - -Potter started on a trot that quickly increased to a run. The -half-breed stood looking after him. He muttered: - -"If he's as much stunned with the lick and fuddled with the rum as he -had the look of being, he won't think of the knife till he's gone so -far he'll be afraid to come back after it to such a place by himself ---chicken-heart!" - -Two or three minutes later the murdered man, the blanketed corpse, the -lidless coffin, and the open grave were under no inspection but the -moon's. The stillness was complete again, too. - - - -CHAPTER X - -THE two boys flew on and on, toward the village, speechless with -horror. They glanced backward over their shoulders from time to time, -apprehensively, as if they feared they might be followed. Every stump -that started up in their path seemed a man and an enemy, and made them -catch their breath; and as they sped by some outlying cottages that lay -near the village, the barking of the aroused watch-dogs seemed to give -wings to their feet. - -"If we can only get to the old tannery before we break down!" -whispered Tom, in short catches between breaths. "I can't stand it much -longer." - -Huckleberry's hard pantings were his only reply, and the boys fixed -their eyes on the goal of their hopes and bent to their work to win it. -They gained steadily on it, and at last, breast to breast, they burst -through the open door and fell grateful and exhausted in the sheltering -shadows beyond. By and by their pulses slowed down, and Tom whispered: - -"Huckleberry, what do you reckon'll come of this?" - -"If Doctor Robinson dies, I reckon hanging'll come of it." - -"Do you though?" - -"Why, I KNOW it, Tom." - -Tom thought a while, then he said: - -"Who'll tell? We?" - -"What are you talking about? S'pose something happened and Injun Joe -DIDN'T hang? Why, he'd kill us some time or other, just as dead sure as -we're a laying here." - -"That's just what I was thinking to myself, Huck." - -"If anybody tells, let Muff Potter do it, if he's fool enough. He's -generally drunk enough." - -Tom said nothing--went on thinking. Presently he whispered: - -"Huck, Muff Potter don't know it. How can he tell?" - -"What's the reason he don't know it?" - -"Because he'd just got that whack when Injun Joe done it. D'you reckon -he could see anything? D'you reckon he knowed anything?" - -"By hokey, that's so, Tom!" - -"And besides, look-a-here--maybe that whack done for HIM!" - -"No, 'taint likely, Tom. He had liquor in him; I could see that; and -besides, he always has. Well, when pap's full, you might take and belt -him over the head with a church and you couldn't phase him. He says so, -his own self. So it's the same with Muff Potter, of course. But if a -man was dead sober, I reckon maybe that whack might fetch him; I dono." - -After another reflective silence, Tom said: - -"Hucky, you sure you can keep mum?" - -"Tom, we GOT to keep mum. You know that. That Injun devil wouldn't -make any more of drownding us than a couple of cats, if we was to -squeak 'bout this and they didn't hang him. Now, look-a-here, Tom, less -take and swear to one another--that's what we got to do--swear to keep -mum." - -"I'm agreed. It's the best thing. Would you just hold hands and swear -that we--" - -"Oh no, that wouldn't do for this. That's good enough for little -rubbishy common things--specially with gals, cuz THEY go back on you -anyway, and blab if they get in a huff--but there orter be writing -'bout a big thing like this. And blood." - -Tom's whole being applauded this idea. It was deep, and dark, and -awful; the hour, the circumstances, the surroundings, were in keeping -with it. He picked up a clean pine shingle that lay in the moonlight, -took a little fragment of "red keel" out of his pocket, got the moon on -his work, and painfully scrawled these lines, emphasizing each slow -down-stroke by clamping his tongue between his teeth, and letting up -the pressure on the up-strokes. [See next page.] - - "Huck Finn and - Tom Sawyer swears - they will keep mum - about This and They - wish They may Drop - down dead in Their - Tracks if They ever - Tell and Rot." - -Huckleberry was filled with admiration of Tom's facility in writing, -and the sublimity of his language. He at once took a pin from his lapel -and was going to prick his flesh, but Tom said: - -"Hold on! Don't do that. A pin's brass. It might have verdigrease on -it." - -"What's verdigrease?" - -"It's p'ison. That's what it is. You just swaller some of it once ---you'll see." - -So Tom unwound the thread from one of his needles, and each boy -pricked the ball of his thumb and squeezed out a drop of blood. In -time, after many squeezes, Tom managed to sign his initials, using the -ball of his little finger for a pen. Then he showed Huckleberry how to -make an H and an F, and the oath was complete. They buried the shingle -close to the wall, with some dismal ceremonies and incantations, and -the fetters that bound their tongues were considered to be locked and -the key thrown away. - -A figure crept stealthily through a break in the other end of the -ruined building, now, but they did not notice it. - -"Tom," whispered Huckleberry, "does this keep us from EVER telling ---ALWAYS?" - -"Of course it does. It don't make any difference WHAT happens, we got -to keep mum. We'd drop down dead--don't YOU know that?" - -"Yes, I reckon that's so." - -They continued to whisper for some little time. Presently a dog set up -a long, lugubrious howl just outside--within ten feet of them. The boys -clasped each other suddenly, in an agony of fright. - -"Which of us does he mean?" gasped Huckleberry. - -"I dono--peep through the crack. Quick!" - -"No, YOU, Tom!" - -"I can't--I can't DO it, Huck!" - -"Please, Tom. There 'tis again!" - -"Oh, lordy, I'm thankful!" whispered Tom. "I know his voice. It's Bull -Harbison." * - -[* If Mr. Harbison owned a slave named Bull, Tom would have spoken of -him as "Harbison's Bull," but a son or a dog of that name was "Bull -Harbison."] - -"Oh, that's good--I tell you, Tom, I was most scared to death; I'd a -bet anything it was a STRAY dog." - -The dog howled again. The boys' hearts sank once more. - -"Oh, my! that ain't no Bull Harbison!" whispered Huckleberry. "DO, Tom!" - -Tom, quaking with fear, yielded, and put his eye to the crack. His -whisper was hardly audible when he said: - -"Oh, Huck, IT S A STRAY DOG!" - -"Quick, Tom, quick! Who does he mean?" - -"Huck, he must mean us both--we're right together." - -"Oh, Tom, I reckon we're goners. I reckon there ain't no mistake 'bout -where I'LL go to. I been so wicked." - -"Dad fetch it! This comes of playing hookey and doing everything a -feller's told NOT to do. I might a been good, like Sid, if I'd a tried ---but no, I wouldn't, of course. But if ever I get off this time, I lay -I'll just WALLER in Sunday-schools!" And Tom began to snuffle a little. - -"YOU bad!" and Huckleberry began to snuffle too. "Consound it, Tom -Sawyer, you're just old pie, 'longside o' what I am. Oh, LORDY, lordy, -lordy, I wisht I only had half your chance." - -Tom choked off and whispered: - -"Look, Hucky, look! He's got his BACK to us!" - -Hucky looked, with joy in his heart. - -"Well, he has, by jingoes! Did he before?" - -"Yes, he did. But I, like a fool, never thought. Oh, this is bully, -you know. NOW who can he mean?" - -The howling stopped. Tom pricked up his ears. - -"Sh! What's that?" he whispered. - -"Sounds like--like hogs grunting. No--it's somebody snoring, Tom." - -"That IS it! Where 'bouts is it, Huck?" - -"I bleeve it's down at 'tother end. Sounds so, anyway. Pap used to -sleep there, sometimes, 'long with the hogs, but laws bless you, he -just lifts things when HE snores. Besides, I reckon he ain't ever -coming back to this town any more." - -The spirit of adventure rose in the boys' souls once more. - -"Hucky, do you das't to go if I lead?" - -"I don't like to, much. Tom, s'pose it's Injun Joe!" - -Tom quailed. But presently the temptation rose up strong again and the -boys agreed to try, with the understanding that they would take to -their heels if the snoring stopped. So they went tiptoeing stealthily -down, the one behind the other. When they had got to within five steps -of the snorer, Tom stepped on a stick, and it broke with a sharp snap. -The man moaned, writhed a little, and his face came into the moonlight. -It was Muff Potter. The boys' hearts had stood still, and their hopes -too, when the man moved, but their fears passed away now. They tiptoed -out, through the broken weather-boarding, and stopped at a little -distance to exchange a parting word. That long, lugubrious howl rose on -the night air again! They turned and saw the strange dog standing -within a few feet of where Potter was lying, and FACING Potter, with -his nose pointing heavenward. - -"Oh, geeminy, it's HIM!" exclaimed both boys, in a breath. - -"Say, Tom--they say a stray dog come howling around Johnny Miller's -house, 'bout midnight, as much as two weeks ago; and a whippoorwill -come in and lit on the banisters and sung, the very same evening; and -there ain't anybody dead there yet." - -"Well, I know that. And suppose there ain't. Didn't Gracie Miller fall -in the kitchen fire and burn herself terrible the very next Saturday?" - -"Yes, but she ain't DEAD. And what's more, she's getting better, too." - -"All right, you wait and see. She's a goner, just as dead sure as Muff -Potter's a goner. That's what the niggers say, and they know all about -these kind of things, Huck." - -Then they separated, cogitating. When Tom crept in at his bedroom -window the night was almost spent. He undressed with excessive caution, -and fell asleep congratulating himself that nobody knew of his -escapade. He was not aware that the gently-snoring Sid was awake, and -had been so for an hour. - -When Tom awoke, Sid was dressed and gone. There was a late look in the -light, a late sense in the atmosphere. He was startled. Why had he not -been called--persecuted till he was up, as usual? The thought filled -him with bodings. Within five minutes he was dressed and down-stairs, -feeling sore and drowsy. The family were still at table, but they had -finished breakfast. There was no voice of rebuke; but there were -averted eyes; there was a silence and an air of solemnity that struck a -chill to the culprit's heart. He sat down and tried to seem gay, but it -was up-hill work; it roused no smile, no response, and he lapsed into -silence and let his heart sink down to the depths. - -After breakfast his aunt took him aside, and Tom almost brightened in -the hope that he was going to be flogged; but it was not so. His aunt -wept over him and asked him how he could go and break her old heart so; -and finally told him to go on, and ruin himself and bring her gray -hairs with sorrow to the grave, for it was no use for her to try any -more. This was worse than a thousand whippings, and Tom's heart was -sorer now than his body. He cried, he pleaded for forgiveness, promised -to reform over and over again, and then received his dismissal, feeling -that he had won but an imperfect forgiveness and established but a -feeble confidence. - -He left the presence too miserable to even feel revengeful toward Sid; -and so the latter's prompt retreat through the back gate was -unnecessary. He moped to school gloomy and sad, and took his flogging, -along with Joe Harper, for playing hookey the day before, with the air -of one whose heart was busy with heavier woes and wholly dead to -trifles. Then he betook himself to his seat, rested his elbows on his -desk and his jaws in his hands, and stared at the wall with the stony -stare of suffering that has reached the limit and can no further go. -His elbow was pressing against some hard substance. After a long time -he slowly and sadly changed his position, and took up this object with -a sigh. It was in a paper. He unrolled it. A long, lingering, colossal -sigh followed, and his heart broke. It was his brass andiron knob! - -This final feather broke the camel's back. - - - -CHAPTER XI - -CLOSE upon the hour of noon the whole village was suddenly electrified -with the ghastly news. No need of the as yet undreamed-of telegraph; -the tale flew from man to man, from group to group, from house to -house, with little less than telegraphic speed. Of course the -schoolmaster gave holiday for that afternoon; the town would have -thought strangely of him if he had not. - -A gory knife had been found close to the murdered man, and it had been -recognized by somebody as belonging to Muff Potter--so the story ran. -And it was said that a belated citizen had come upon Potter washing -himself in the "branch" about one or two o'clock in the morning, and -that Potter had at once sneaked off--suspicious circumstances, -especially the washing which was not a habit with Potter. It was also -said that the town had been ransacked for this "murderer" (the public -are not slow in the matter of sifting evidence and arriving at a -verdict), but that he could not be found. Horsemen had departed down -all the roads in every direction, and the Sheriff "was confident" that -he would be captured before night. - -All the town was drifting toward the graveyard. Tom's heartbreak -vanished and he joined the procession, not because he would not a -thousand times rather go anywhere else, but because an awful, -unaccountable fascination drew him on. Arrived at the dreadful place, -he wormed his small body through the crowd and saw the dismal -spectacle. It seemed to him an age since he was there before. Somebody -pinched his arm. He turned, and his eyes met Huckleberry's. Then both -looked elsewhere at once, and wondered if anybody had noticed anything -in their mutual glance. But everybody was talking, and intent upon the -grisly spectacle before them. - -"Poor fellow!" "Poor young fellow!" "This ought to be a lesson to -grave robbers!" "Muff Potter'll hang for this if they catch him!" This -was the drift of remark; and the minister said, "It was a judgment; His -hand is here." - -Now Tom shivered from head to heel; for his eye fell upon the stolid -face of Injun Joe. At this moment the crowd began to sway and struggle, -and voices shouted, "It's him! it's him! he's coming himself!" - -"Who? Who?" from twenty voices. - -"Muff Potter!" - -"Hallo, he's stopped!--Look out, he's turning! Don't let him get away!" - -People in the branches of the trees over Tom's head said he wasn't -trying to get away--he only looked doubtful and perplexed. - -"Infernal impudence!" said a bystander; "wanted to come and take a -quiet look at his work, I reckon--didn't expect any company." - -The crowd fell apart, now, and the Sheriff came through, -ostentatiously leading Potter by the arm. The poor fellow's face was -haggard, and his eyes showed the fear that was upon him. When he stood -before the murdered man, he shook as with a palsy, and he put his face -in his hands and burst into tears. - -"I didn't do it, friends," he sobbed; "'pon my word and honor I never -done it." - -"Who's accused you?" shouted a voice. - -This shot seemed to carry home. Potter lifted his face and looked -around him with a pathetic hopelessness in his eyes. He saw Injun Joe, -and exclaimed: - -"Oh, Injun Joe, you promised me you'd never--" - -"Is that your knife?" and it was thrust before him by the Sheriff. - -Potter would have fallen if they had not caught him and eased him to -the ground. Then he said: - -"Something told me 't if I didn't come back and get--" He shuddered; -then waved his nerveless hand with a vanquished gesture and said, "Tell -'em, Joe, tell 'em--it ain't any use any more." - -Then Huckleberry and Tom stood dumb and staring, and heard the -stony-hearted liar reel off his serene statement, they expecting every -moment that the clear sky would deliver God's lightnings upon his head, -and wondering to see how long the stroke was delayed. And when he had -finished and still stood alive and whole, their wavering impulse to -break their oath and save the poor betrayed prisoner's life faded and -vanished away, for plainly this miscreant had sold himself to Satan and -it would be fatal to meddle with the property of such a power as that. - -"Why didn't you leave? What did you want to come here for?" somebody -said. - -"I couldn't help it--I couldn't help it," Potter moaned. "I wanted to -run away, but I couldn't seem to come anywhere but here." And he fell -to sobbing again. - -Injun Joe repeated his statement, just as calmly, a few minutes -afterward on the inquest, under oath; and the boys, seeing that the -lightnings were still withheld, were confirmed in their belief that Joe -had sold himself to the devil. He was now become, to them, the most -balefully interesting object they had ever looked upon, and they could -not take their fascinated eyes from his face. - -They inwardly resolved to watch him nights, when opportunity should -offer, in the hope of getting a glimpse of his dread master. - -Injun Joe helped to raise the body of the murdered man and put it in a -wagon for removal; and it was whispered through the shuddering crowd -that the wound bled a little! The boys thought that this happy -circumstance would turn suspicion in the right direction; but they were -disappointed, for more than one villager remarked: - -"It was within three feet of Muff Potter when it done it." - -Tom's fearful secret and gnawing conscience disturbed his sleep for as -much as a week after this; and at breakfast one morning Sid said: - -"Tom, you pitch around and talk in your sleep so much that you keep me -awake half the time." - -Tom blanched and dropped his eyes. - -"It's a bad sign," said Aunt Polly, gravely. "What you got on your -mind, Tom?" - -"Nothing. Nothing 't I know of." But the boy's hand shook so that he -spilled his coffee. - -"And you do talk such stuff," Sid said. "Last night you said, 'It's -blood, it's blood, that's what it is!' You said that over and over. And -you said, 'Don't torment me so--I'll tell!' Tell WHAT? What is it -you'll tell?" - -Everything was swimming before Tom. There is no telling what might -have happened, now, but luckily the concern passed out of Aunt Polly's -face and she came to Tom's relief without knowing it. She said: - -"Sho! It's that dreadful murder. I dream about it most every night -myself. Sometimes I dream it's me that done it." - -Mary said she had been affected much the same way. Sid seemed -satisfied. Tom got out of the presence as quick as he plausibly could, -and after that he complained of toothache for a week, and tied up his -jaws every night. He never knew that Sid lay nightly watching, and -frequently slipped the bandage free and then leaned on his elbow -listening a good while at a time, and afterward slipped the bandage -back to its place again. Tom's distress of mind wore off gradually and -the toothache grew irksome and was discarded. If Sid really managed to -make anything out of Tom's disjointed mutterings, he kept it to himself. - -It seemed to Tom that his schoolmates never would get done holding -inquests on dead cats, and thus keeping his trouble present to his -mind. Sid noticed that Tom never was coroner at one of these inquiries, -though it had been his habit to take the lead in all new enterprises; -he noticed, too, that Tom never acted as a witness--and that was -strange; and Sid did not overlook the fact that Tom even showed a -marked aversion to these inquests, and always avoided them when he -could. Sid marvelled, but said nothing. However, even inquests went out -of vogue at last, and ceased to torture Tom's conscience. - -Every day or two, during this time of sorrow, Tom watched his -opportunity and went to the little grated jail-window and smuggled such -small comforts through to the "murderer" as he could get hold of. The -jail was a trifling little brick den that stood in a marsh at the edge -of the village, and no guards were afforded for it; indeed, it was -seldom occupied. These offerings greatly helped to ease Tom's -conscience. - -The villagers had a strong desire to tar-and-feather Injun Joe and -ride him on a rail, for body-snatching, but so formidable was his -character that nobody could be found who was willing to take the lead -in the matter, so it was dropped. He had been careful to begin both of -his inquest-statements with the fight, without confessing the -grave-robbery that preceded it; therefore it was deemed wisest not -to try the case in the courts at present. - - - -CHAPTER XII - -ONE of the reasons why Tom's mind had drifted away from its secret -troubles was, that it had found a new and weighty matter to interest -itself about. Becky Thatcher had stopped coming to school. Tom had -struggled with his pride a few days, and tried to "whistle her down the -wind," but failed. He began to find himself hanging around her father's -house, nights, and feeling very miserable. She was ill. What if she -should die! There was distraction in the thought. He no longer took an -interest in war, nor even in piracy. The charm of life was gone; there -was nothing but dreariness left. He put his hoop away, and his bat; -there was no joy in them any more. His aunt was concerned. She began to -try all manner of remedies on him. She was one of those people who are -infatuated with patent medicines and all new-fangled methods of -producing health or mending it. She was an inveterate experimenter in -these things. When something fresh in this line came out she was in a -fever, right away, to try it; not on herself, for she was never ailing, -but on anybody else that came handy. She was a subscriber for all the -"Health" periodicals and phrenological frauds; and the solemn ignorance -they were inflated with was breath to her nostrils. All the "rot" they -contained about ventilation, and how to go to bed, and how to get up, -and what to eat, and what to drink, and how much exercise to take, and -what frame of mind to keep one's self in, and what sort of clothing to -wear, was all gospel to her, and she never observed that her -health-journals of the current month customarily upset everything they -had recommended the month before. She was as simple-hearted and honest -as the day was long, and so she was an easy victim. She gathered -together her quack periodicals and her quack medicines, and thus armed -with death, went about on her pale horse, metaphorically speaking, with -"hell following after." But she never suspected that she was not an -angel of healing and the balm of Gilead in disguise, to the suffering -neighbors. - -The water treatment was new, now, and Tom's low condition was a -windfall to her. She had him out at daylight every morning, stood him -up in the woodshed and drowned him with a deluge of cold water; then -she scrubbed him down with a towel like a file, and so brought him to; -then she rolled him up in a wet sheet and put him away under blankets -till she sweated his soul clean and "the yellow stains of it came -through his pores"--as Tom said. - -Yet notwithstanding all this, the boy grew more and more melancholy -and pale and dejected. She added hot baths, sitz baths, shower baths, -and plunges. The boy remained as dismal as a hearse. She began to -assist the water with a slim oatmeal diet and blister-plasters. She -calculated his capacity as she would a jug's, and filled him up every -day with quack cure-alls. - -Tom had become indifferent to persecution by this time. This phase -filled the old lady's heart with consternation. This indifference must -be broken up at any cost. Now she heard of Pain-killer for the first -time. She ordered a lot at once. She tasted it and was filled with -gratitude. It was simply fire in a liquid form. She dropped the water -treatment and everything else, and pinned her faith to Pain-killer. She -gave Tom a teaspoonful and watched with the deepest anxiety for the -result. Her troubles were instantly at rest, her soul at peace again; -for the "indifference" was broken up. The boy could not have shown a -wilder, heartier interest, if she had built a fire under him. - -Tom felt that it was time to wake up; this sort of life might be -romantic enough, in his blighted condition, but it was getting to have -too little sentiment and too much distracting variety about it. So he -thought over various plans for relief, and finally hit pon that of -professing to be fond of Pain-killer. He asked for it so often that he -became a nuisance, and his aunt ended by telling him to help himself -and quit bothering her. If it had been Sid, she would have had no -misgivings to alloy her delight; but since it was Tom, she watched the -bottle clandestinely. She found that the medicine did really diminish, -but it did not occur to her that the boy was mending the health of a -crack in the sitting-room floor with it. - -One day Tom was in the act of dosing the crack when his aunt's yellow -cat came along, purring, eying the teaspoon avariciously, and begging -for a taste. Tom said: - -"Don't ask for it unless you want it, Peter." - -But Peter signified that he did want it. - -"You better make sure." - -Peter was sure. - -"Now you've asked for it, and I'll give it to you, because there ain't -anything mean about me; but if you find you don't like it, you mustn't -blame anybody but your own self." - -Peter was agreeable. So Tom pried his mouth open and poured down the -Pain-killer. Peter sprang a couple of yards in the air, and then -delivered a war-whoop and set off round and round the room, banging -against furniture, upsetting flower-pots, and making general havoc. -Next he rose on his hind feet and pranced around, in a frenzy of -enjoyment, with his head over his shoulder and his voice proclaiming -his unappeasable happiness. Then he went tearing around the house again -spreading chaos and destruction in his path. Aunt Polly entered in time -to see him throw a few double summersets, deliver a final mighty -hurrah, and sail through the open window, carrying the rest of the -flower-pots with him. The old lady stood petrified with astonishment, -peering over her glasses; Tom lay on the floor expiring with laughter. - -"Tom, what on earth ails that cat?" - -"I don't know, aunt," gasped the boy. - -"Why, I never see anything like it. What did make him act so?" - -"Deed I don't know, Aunt Polly; cats always act so when they're having -a good time." - -"They do, do they?" There was something in the tone that made Tom -apprehensive. - -"Yes'm. That is, I believe they do." - -"You DO?" - -"Yes'm." - -The old lady was bending down, Tom watching, with interest emphasized -by anxiety. Too late he divined her "drift." The handle of the telltale -teaspoon was visible under the bed-valance. Aunt Polly took it, held it -up. Tom winced, and dropped his eyes. Aunt Polly raised him by the -usual handle--his ear--and cracked his head soundly with her thimble. - -"Now, sir, what did you want to treat that poor dumb beast so, for?" - -"I done it out of pity for him--because he hadn't any aunt." - -"Hadn't any aunt!--you numskull. What has that got to do with it?" - -"Heaps. Because if he'd had one she'd a burnt him out herself! She'd a -roasted his bowels out of him 'thout any more feeling than if he was a -human!" - -Aunt Polly felt a sudden pang of remorse. This was putting the thing -in a new light; what was cruelty to a cat MIGHT be cruelty to a boy, -too. She began to soften; she felt sorry. Her eyes watered a little, -and she put her hand on Tom's head and said gently: - -"I was meaning for the best, Tom. And, Tom, it DID do you good." - -Tom looked up in her face with just a perceptible twinkle peeping -through his gravity. - -"I know you was meaning for the best, aunty, and so was I with Peter. -It done HIM good, too. I never see him get around so since--" - -"Oh, go 'long with you, Tom, before you aggravate me again. And you -try and see if you can't be a good boy, for once, and you needn't take -any more medicine." - -Tom reached school ahead of time. It was noticed that this strange -thing had been occurring every day latterly. And now, as usual of late, -he hung about the gate of the schoolyard instead of playing with his -comrades. He was sick, he said, and he looked it. He tried to seem to -be looking everywhere but whither he really was looking--down the road. -Presently Jeff Thatcher hove in sight, and Tom's face lighted; he gazed -a moment, and then turned sorrowfully away. When Jeff arrived, Tom -accosted him; and "led up" warily to opportunities for remark about -Becky, but the giddy lad never could see the bait. Tom watched and -watched, hoping whenever a frisking frock came in sight, and hating the -owner of it as soon as he saw she was not the right one. At last frocks -ceased to appear, and he dropped hopelessly into the dumps; he entered -the empty schoolhouse and sat down to suffer. Then one more frock -passed in at the gate, and Tom's heart gave a great bound. The next -instant he was out, and "going on" like an Indian; yelling, laughing, -chasing boys, jumping over the fence at risk of life and limb, throwing -handsprings, standing on his head--doing all the heroic things he could -conceive of, and keeping a furtive eye out, all the while, to see if -Becky Thatcher was noticing. But she seemed to be unconscious of it -all; she never looked. Could it be possible that she was not aware that -he was there? He carried his exploits to her immediate vicinity; came -war-whooping around, snatched a boy's cap, hurled it to the roof of the -schoolhouse, broke through a group of boys, tumbling them in every -direction, and fell sprawling, himself, under Becky's nose, almost -upsetting her--and she turned, with her nose in the air, and he heard -her say: "Mf! some people think they're mighty smart--always showing -off!" - -Tom's cheeks burned. He gathered himself up and sneaked off, crushed -and crestfallen. - - - -CHAPTER XIII - -TOM'S mind was made up now. He was gloomy and desperate. He was a -forsaken, friendless boy, he said; nobody loved him; when they found -out what they had driven him to, perhaps they would be sorry; he had -tried to do right and get along, but they would not let him; since -nothing would do them but to be rid of him, let it be so; and let them -blame HIM for the consequences--why shouldn't they? What right had the -friendless to complain? Yes, they had forced him to it at last: he -would lead a life of crime. There was no choice. - -By this time he was far down Meadow Lane, and the bell for school to -"take up" tinkled faintly upon his ear. He sobbed, now, to think he -should never, never hear that old familiar sound any more--it was very -hard, but it was forced on him; since he was driven out into the cold -world, he must submit--but he forgave them. Then the sobs came thick -and fast. - -Just at this point he met his soul's sworn comrade, Joe Harper ---hard-eyed, and with evidently a great and dismal purpose in his heart. -Plainly here were "two souls with but a single thought." Tom, wiping -his eyes with his sleeve, began to blubber out something about a -resolution to escape from hard usage and lack of sympathy at home by -roaming abroad into the great world never to return; and ended by -hoping that Joe would not forget him. - -But it transpired that this was a request which Joe had just been -going to make of Tom, and had come to hunt him up for that purpose. His -mother had whipped him for drinking some cream which he had never -tasted and knew nothing about; it was plain that she was tired of him -and wished him to go; if she felt that way, there was nothing for him -to do but succumb; he hoped she would be happy, and never regret having -driven her poor boy out into the unfeeling world to suffer and die. - -As the two boys walked sorrowing along, they made a new compact to -stand by each other and be brothers and never separate till death -relieved them of their troubles. Then they began to lay their plans. -Joe was for being a hermit, and living on crusts in a remote cave, and -dying, some time, of cold and want and grief; but after listening to -Tom, he conceded that there were some conspicuous advantages about a -life of crime, and so he consented to be a pirate. - -Three miles below St. Petersburg, at a point where the Mississippi -River was a trifle over a mile wide, there was a long, narrow, wooded -island, with a shallow bar at the head of it, and this offered well as -a rendezvous. It was not inhabited; it lay far over toward the further -shore, abreast a dense and almost wholly unpeopled forest. So Jackson's -Island was chosen. Who were to be the subjects of their piracies was a -matter that did not occur to them. Then they hunted up Huckleberry -Finn, and he joined them promptly, for all careers were one to him; he -was indifferent. They presently separated to meet at a lonely spot on -the river-bank two miles above the village at the favorite hour--which -was midnight. There was a small log raft there which they meant to -capture. Each would bring hooks and lines, and such provision as he -could steal in the most dark and mysterious way--as became outlaws. And -before the afternoon was done, they had all managed to enjoy the sweet -glory of spreading the fact that pretty soon the town would "hear -something." All who got this vague hint were cautioned to "be mum and -wait." - -About midnight Tom arrived with a boiled ham and a few trifles, -and stopped in a dense undergrowth on a small bluff overlooking the -meeting-place. It was starlight, and very still. The mighty river lay -like an ocean at rest. Tom listened a moment, but no sound disturbed the -quiet. Then he gave a low, distinct whistle. It was answered from under -the bluff. Tom whistled twice more; these signals were answered in the -same way. Then a guarded voice said: - -"Who goes there?" - -"Tom Sawyer, the Black Avenger of the Spanish Main. Name your names." - -"Huck Finn the Red-Handed, and Joe Harper the Terror of the Seas." Tom -had furnished these titles, from his favorite literature. - -"'Tis well. Give the countersign." - -Two hoarse whispers delivered the same awful word simultaneously to -the brooding night: - -"BLOOD!" - -Then Tom tumbled his ham over the bluff and let himself down after it, -tearing both skin and clothes to some extent in the effort. There was -an easy, comfortable path along the shore under the bluff, but it -lacked the advantages of difficulty and danger so valued by a pirate. - -The Terror of the Seas had brought a side of bacon, and had about worn -himself out with getting it there. Finn the Red-Handed had stolen a -skillet and a quantity of half-cured leaf tobacco, and had also brought -a few corn-cobs to make pipes with. But none of the pirates smoked or -"chewed" but himself. The Black Avenger of the Spanish Main said it -would never do to start without some fire. That was a wise thought; -matches were hardly known there in that day. They saw a fire -smouldering upon a great raft a hundred yards above, and they went -stealthily thither and helped themselves to a chunk. They made an -imposing adventure of it, saying, "Hist!" every now and then, and -suddenly halting with finger on lip; moving with hands on imaginary -dagger-hilts; and giving orders in dismal whispers that if "the foe" -stirred, to "let him have it to the hilt," because "dead men tell no -tales." They knew well enough that the raftsmen were all down at the -village laying in stores or having a spree, but still that was no -excuse for their conducting this thing in an unpiratical way. - -They shoved off, presently, Tom in command, Huck at the after oar and -Joe at the forward. Tom stood amidships, gloomy-browed, and with folded -arms, and gave his orders in a low, stern whisper: - -"Luff, and bring her to the wind!" - -"Aye-aye, sir!" - -"Steady, steady-y-y-y!" - -"Steady it is, sir!" - -"Let her go off a point!" - -"Point it is, sir!" - -As the boys steadily and monotonously drove the raft toward mid-stream -it was no doubt understood that these orders were given only for -"style," and were not intended to mean anything in particular. - -"What sail's she carrying?" - -"Courses, tops'ls, and flying-jib, sir." - -"Send the r'yals up! Lay out aloft, there, half a dozen of ye ---foretopmaststuns'l! Lively, now!" - -"Aye-aye, sir!" - -"Shake out that maintogalans'l! Sheets and braces! NOW my hearties!" - -"Aye-aye, sir!" - -"Hellum-a-lee--hard a port! Stand by to meet her when she comes! Port, -port! NOW, men! With a will! Stead-y-y-y!" - -"Steady it is, sir!" - -The raft drew beyond the middle of the river; the boys pointed her -head right, and then lay on their oars. The river was not high, so -there was not more than a two or three mile current. Hardly a word was -said during the next three-quarters of an hour. Now the raft was -passing before the distant town. Two or three glimmering lights showed -where it lay, peacefully sleeping, beyond the vague vast sweep of -star-gemmed water, unconscious of the tremendous event that was happening. -The Black Avenger stood still with folded arms, "looking his last" upon -the scene of his former joys and his later sufferings, and wishing -"she" could see him now, abroad on the wild sea, facing peril and death -with dauntless heart, going to his doom with a grim smile on his lips. -It was but a small strain on his imagination to remove Jackson's Island -beyond eyeshot of the village, and so he "looked his last" with a -broken and satisfied heart. The other pirates were looking their last, -too; and they all looked so long that they came near letting the -current drift them out of the range of the island. But they discovered -the danger in time, and made shift to avert it. About two o'clock in -the morning the raft grounded on the bar two hundred yards above the -head of the island, and they waded back and forth until they had landed -their freight. Part of the little raft's belongings consisted of an old -sail, and this they spread over a nook in the bushes for a tent to -shelter their provisions; but they themselves would sleep in the open -air in good weather, as became outlaws. - -They built a fire against the side of a great log twenty or thirty -steps within the sombre depths of the forest, and then cooked some -bacon in the frying-pan for supper, and used up half of the corn "pone" -stock they had brought. It seemed glorious sport to be feasting in that -wild, free way in the virgin forest of an unexplored and uninhabited -island, far from the haunts of men, and they said they never would -return to civilization. The climbing fire lit up their faces and threw -its ruddy glare upon the pillared tree-trunks of their forest temple, -and upon the varnished foliage and festooning vines. - -When the last crisp slice of bacon was gone, and the last allowance of -corn pone devoured, the boys stretched themselves out on the grass, -filled with contentment. They could have found a cooler place, but they -would not deny themselves such a romantic feature as the roasting -camp-fire. - -"AIN'T it gay?" said Joe. - -"It's NUTS!" said Tom. "What would the boys say if they could see us?" - -"Say? Well, they'd just die to be here--hey, Hucky!" - -"I reckon so," said Huckleberry; "anyways, I'm suited. I don't want -nothing better'n this. I don't ever get enough to eat, gen'ally--and -here they can't come and pick at a feller and bullyrag him so." - -"It's just the life for me," said Tom. "You don't have to get up, -mornings, and you don't have to go to school, and wash, and all that -blame foolishness. You see a pirate don't have to do ANYTHING, Joe, -when he's ashore, but a hermit HE has to be praying considerable, and -then he don't have any fun, anyway, all by himself that way." - -"Oh yes, that's so," said Joe, "but I hadn't thought much about it, -you know. I'd a good deal rather be a pirate, now that I've tried it." - -"You see," said Tom, "people don't go much on hermits, nowadays, like -they used to in old times, but a pirate's always respected. And a -hermit's got to sleep on the hardest place he can find, and put -sackcloth and ashes on his head, and stand out in the rain, and--" - -"What does he put sackcloth and ashes on his head for?" inquired Huck. - -"I dono. But they've GOT to do it. Hermits always do. You'd have to do -that if you was a hermit." - -"Dern'd if I would," said Huck. - -"Well, what would you do?" - -"I dono. But I wouldn't do that." - -"Why, Huck, you'd HAVE to. How'd you get around it?" - -"Why, I just wouldn't stand it. I'd run away." - -"Run away! Well, you WOULD be a nice old slouch of a hermit. You'd be -a disgrace." - -The Red-Handed made no response, being better employed. He had -finished gouging out a cob, and now he fitted a weed stem to it, loaded -it with tobacco, and was pressing a coal to the charge and blowing a -cloud of fragrant smoke--he was in the full bloom of luxurious -contentment. The other pirates envied him this majestic vice, and -secretly resolved to acquire it shortly. Presently Huck said: - -"What does pirates have to do?" - -Tom said: - -"Oh, they have just a bully time--take ships and burn them, and get -the money and bury it in awful places in their island where there's -ghosts and things to watch it, and kill everybody in the ships--make -'em walk a plank." - -"And they carry the women to the island," said Joe; "they don't kill -the women." - -"No," assented Tom, "they don't kill the women--they're too noble. And -the women's always beautiful, too. - -"And don't they wear the bulliest clothes! Oh no! All gold and silver -and di'monds," said Joe, with enthusiasm. - -"Who?" said Huck. - -"Why, the pirates." - -Huck scanned his own clothing forlornly. - -"I reckon I ain't dressed fitten for a pirate," said he, with a -regretful pathos in his voice; "but I ain't got none but these." - -But the other boys told him the fine clothes would come fast enough, -after they should have begun their adventures. They made him understand -that his poor rags would do to begin with, though it was customary for -wealthy pirates to start with a proper wardrobe. - -Gradually their talk died out and drowsiness began to steal upon the -eyelids of the little waifs. The pipe dropped from the fingers of the -Red-Handed, and he slept the sleep of the conscience-free and the -weary. The Terror of the Seas and the Black Avenger of the Spanish Main -had more difficulty in getting to sleep. They said their prayers -inwardly, and lying down, since there was nobody there with authority -to make them kneel and recite aloud; in truth, they had a mind not to -say them at all, but they were afraid to proceed to such lengths as -that, lest they might call down a sudden and special thunderbolt from -heaven. Then at once they reached and hovered upon the imminent verge -of sleep--but an intruder came, now, that would not "down." It was -conscience. They began to feel a vague fear that they had been doing -wrong to run away; and next they thought of the stolen meat, and then -the real torture came. They tried to argue it away by reminding -conscience that they had purloined sweetmeats and apples scores of -times; but conscience was not to be appeased by such thin -plausibilities; it seemed to them, in the end, that there was no -getting around the stubborn fact that taking sweetmeats was only -"hooking," while taking bacon and hams and such valuables was plain -simple stealing--and there was a command against that in the Bible. So -they inwardly resolved that so long as they remained in the business, -their piracies should not again be sullied with the crime of stealing. -Then conscience granted a truce, and these curiously inconsistent -pirates fell peacefully to sleep. - - - -CHAPTER XIV - -WHEN Tom awoke in the morning, he wondered where he was. He sat up and -rubbed his eyes and looked around. Then he comprehended. It was the -cool gray dawn, and there was a delicious sense of repose and peace in -the deep pervading calm and silence of the woods. Not a leaf stirred; -not a sound obtruded upon great Nature's meditation. Beaded dewdrops -stood upon the leaves and grasses. A white layer of ashes covered the -fire, and a thin blue breath of smoke rose straight into the air. Joe -and Huck still slept. - -Now, far away in the woods a bird called; another answered; presently -the hammering of a woodpecker was heard. Gradually the cool dim gray of -the morning whitened, and as gradually sounds multiplied and life -manifested itself. The marvel of Nature shaking off sleep and going to -work unfolded itself to the musing boy. A little green worm came -crawling over a dewy leaf, lifting two-thirds of his body into the air -from time to time and "sniffing around," then proceeding again--for he -was measuring, Tom said; and when the worm approached him, of its own -accord, he sat as still as a stone, with his hopes rising and falling, -by turns, as the creature still came toward him or seemed inclined to -go elsewhere; and when at last it considered a painful moment with its -curved body in the air and then came decisively down upon Tom's leg and -began a journey over him, his whole heart was glad--for that meant that -he was going to have a new suit of clothes--without the shadow of a -doubt a gaudy piratical uniform. Now a procession of ants appeared, -from nowhere in particular, and went about their labors; one struggled -manfully by with a dead spider five times as big as itself in its arms, -and lugged it straight up a tree-trunk. A brown spotted lady-bug -climbed the dizzy height of a grass blade, and Tom bent down close to -it and said, "Lady-bug, lady-bug, fly away home, your house is on fire, -your children's alone," and she took wing and went off to see about it ---which did not surprise the boy, for he knew of old that this insect was -credulous about conflagrations, and he had practised upon its -simplicity more than once. A tumblebug came next, heaving sturdily at -its ball, and Tom touched the creature, to see it shut its legs against -its body and pretend to be dead. The birds were fairly rioting by this -time. A catbird, the Northern mocker, lit in a tree over Tom's head, -and trilled out her imitations of her neighbors in a rapture of -enjoyment; then a shrill jay swept down, a flash of blue flame, and -stopped on a twig almost within the boy's reach, cocked his head to one -side and eyed the strangers with a consuming curiosity; a gray squirrel -and a big fellow of the "fox" kind came skurrying along, sitting up at -intervals to inspect and chatter at the boys, for the wild things had -probably never seen a human being before and scarcely knew whether to -be afraid or not. All Nature was wide awake and stirring, now; long -lances of sunlight pierced down through the dense foliage far and near, -and a few butterflies came fluttering upon the scene. - -Tom stirred up the other pirates and they all clattered away with a -shout, and in a minute or two were stripped and chasing after and -tumbling over each other in the shallow limpid water of the white -sandbar. They felt no longing for the little village sleeping in the -distance beyond the majestic waste of water. A vagrant current or a -slight rise in the river had carried off their raft, but this only -gratified them, since its going was something like burning the bridge -between them and civilization. - -They came back to camp wonderfully refreshed, glad-hearted, and -ravenous; and they soon had the camp-fire blazing up again. Huck found -a spring of clear cold water close by, and the boys made cups of broad -oak or hickory leaves, and felt that water, sweetened with such a -wildwood charm as that, would be a good enough substitute for coffee. -While Joe was slicing bacon for breakfast, Tom and Huck asked him to -hold on a minute; they stepped to a promising nook in the river-bank -and threw in their lines; almost immediately they had reward. Joe had -not had time to get impatient before they were back again with some -handsome bass, a couple of sun-perch and a small catfish--provisions -enough for quite a family. They fried the fish with the bacon, and were -astonished; for no fish had ever seemed so delicious before. They did -not know that the quicker a fresh-water fish is on the fire after he is -caught the better he is; and they reflected little upon what a sauce -open-air sleeping, open-air exercise, bathing, and a large ingredient -of hunger make, too. - -They lay around in the shade, after breakfast, while Huck had a smoke, -and then went off through the woods on an exploring expedition. They -tramped gayly along, over decaying logs, through tangled underbrush, -among solemn monarchs of the forest, hung from their crowns to the -ground with a drooping regalia of grape-vines. Now and then they came -upon snug nooks carpeted with grass and jeweled with flowers. - -They found plenty of things to be delighted with, but nothing to be -astonished at. They discovered that the island was about three miles -long and a quarter of a mile wide, and that the shore it lay closest to -was only separated from it by a narrow channel hardly two hundred yards -wide. They took a swim about every hour, so it was close upon the -middle of the afternoon when they got back to camp. They were too -hungry to stop to fish, but they fared sumptuously upon cold ham, and -then threw themselves down in the shade to talk. But the talk soon -began to drag, and then died. The stillness, the solemnity that brooded -in the woods, and the sense of loneliness, began to tell upon the -spirits of the boys. They fell to thinking. A sort of undefined longing -crept upon them. This took dim shape, presently--it was budding -homesickness. Even Finn the Red-Handed was dreaming of his doorsteps -and empty hogsheads. But they were all ashamed of their weakness, and -none was brave enough to speak his thought. - -For some time, now, the boys had been dully conscious of a peculiar -sound in the distance, just as one sometimes is of the ticking of a -clock which he takes no distinct note of. But now this mysterious sound -became more pronounced, and forced a recognition. The boys started, -glanced at each other, and then each assumed a listening attitude. -There was a long silence, profound and unbroken; then a deep, sullen -boom came floating down out of the distance. - -"What is it!" exclaimed Joe, under his breath. - -"I wonder," said Tom in a whisper. - -"'Tain't thunder," said Huckleberry, in an awed tone, "becuz thunder--" - -"Hark!" said Tom. "Listen--don't talk." - -They waited a time that seemed an age, and then the same muffled boom -troubled the solemn hush. - -"Let's go and see." - -They sprang to their feet and hurried to the shore toward the town. -They parted the bushes on the bank and peered out over the water. The -little steam ferryboat was about a mile below the village, drifting -with the current. Her broad deck seemed crowded with people. There were -a great many skiffs rowing about or floating with the stream in the -neighborhood of the ferryboat, but the boys could not determine what -the men in them were doing. Presently a great jet of white smoke burst -from the ferryboat's side, and as it expanded and rose in a lazy cloud, -that same dull throb of sound was borne to the listeners again. - -"I know now!" exclaimed Tom; "somebody's drownded!" - -"That's it!" said Huck; "they done that last summer, when Bill Turner -got drownded; they shoot a cannon over the water, and that makes him -come up to the top. Yes, and they take loaves of bread and put -quicksilver in 'em and set 'em afloat, and wherever there's anybody -that's drownded, they'll float right there and stop." - -"Yes, I've heard about that," said Joe. "I wonder what makes the bread -do that." - -"Oh, it ain't the bread, so much," said Tom; "I reckon it's mostly -what they SAY over it before they start it out." - -"But they don't say anything over it," said Huck. "I've seen 'em and -they don't." - -"Well, that's funny," said Tom. "But maybe they say it to themselves. -Of COURSE they do. Anybody might know that." - -The other boys agreed that there was reason in what Tom said, because -an ignorant lump of bread, uninstructed by an incantation, could not be -expected to act very intelligently when set upon an errand of such -gravity. - -"By jings, I wish I was over there, now," said Joe. - -"I do too" said Huck "I'd give heaps to know who it is." - -The boys still listened and watched. Presently a revealing thought -flashed through Tom's mind, and he exclaimed: - -"Boys, I know who's drownded--it's us!" - -They felt like heroes in an instant. Here was a gorgeous triumph; they -were missed; they were mourned; hearts were breaking on their account; -tears were being shed; accusing memories of unkindness to these poor -lost lads were rising up, and unavailing regrets and remorse were being -indulged; and best of all, the departed were the talk of the whole -town, and the envy of all the boys, as far as this dazzling notoriety -was concerned. This was fine. It was worth while to be a pirate, after -all. - -As twilight drew on, the ferryboat went back to her accustomed -business and the skiffs disappeared. The pirates returned to camp. They -were jubilant with vanity over their new grandeur and the illustrious -trouble they were making. They caught fish, cooked supper and ate it, -and then fell to guessing at what the village was thinking and saying -about them; and the pictures they drew of the public distress on their -account were gratifying to look upon--from their point of view. But -when the shadows of night closed them in, they gradually ceased to -talk, and sat gazing into the fire, with their minds evidently -wandering elsewhere. The excitement was gone, now, and Tom and Joe -could not keep back thoughts of certain persons at home who were not -enjoying this fine frolic as much as they were. Misgivings came; they -grew troubled and unhappy; a sigh or two escaped, unawares. By and by -Joe timidly ventured upon a roundabout "feeler" as to how the others -might look upon a return to civilization--not right now, but-- - -Tom withered him with derision! Huck, being uncommitted as yet, joined -in with Tom, and the waverer quickly "explained," and was glad to get -out of the scrape with as little taint of chicken-hearted homesickness -clinging to his garments as he could. Mutiny was effectually laid to -rest for the moment. - -As the night deepened, Huck began to nod, and presently to snore. Joe -followed next. Tom lay upon his elbow motionless, for some time, -watching the two intently. At last he got up cautiously, on his knees, -and went searching among the grass and the flickering reflections flung -by the camp-fire. He picked up and inspected several large -semi-cylinders of the thin white bark of a sycamore, and finally chose -two which seemed to suit him. Then he knelt by the fire and painfully -wrote something upon each of these with his "red keel"; one he rolled up -and put in his jacket pocket, and the other he put in Joe's hat and -removed it to a little distance from the owner. And he also put into the -hat certain schoolboy treasures of almost inestimable value--among them -a lump of chalk, an India-rubber ball, three fishhooks, and one of that -kind of marbles known as a "sure 'nough crystal." Then he tiptoed his -way cautiously among the trees till he felt that he was out of hearing, -and straightway broke into a keen run in the direction of the sandbar. - - - -CHAPTER XV - -A FEW minutes later Tom was in the shoal water of the bar, wading -toward the Illinois shore. Before the depth reached his middle he was -half-way over; the current would permit no more wading, now, so he -struck out confidently to swim the remaining hundred yards. He swam -quartering upstream, but still was swept downward rather faster than he -had expected. However, he reached the shore finally, and drifted along -till he found a low place and drew himself out. He put his hand on his -jacket pocket, found his piece of bark safe, and then struck through -the woods, following the shore, with streaming garments. Shortly before -ten o'clock he came out into an open place opposite the village, and -saw the ferryboat lying in the shadow of the trees and the high bank. -Everything was quiet under the blinking stars. He crept down the bank, -watching with all his eyes, slipped into the water, swam three or four -strokes and climbed into the skiff that did "yawl" duty at the boat's -stern. He laid himself down under the thwarts and waited, panting. - -Presently the cracked bell tapped and a voice gave the order to "cast -off." A minute or two later the skiff's head was standing high up, -against the boat's swell, and the voyage was begun. Tom felt happy in -his success, for he knew it was the boat's last trip for the night. At -the end of a long twelve or fifteen minutes the wheels stopped, and Tom -slipped overboard and swam ashore in the dusk, landing fifty yards -downstream, out of danger of possible stragglers. - -He flew along unfrequented alleys, and shortly found himself at his -aunt's back fence. He climbed over, approached the "ell," and looked in -at the sitting-room window, for a light was burning there. There sat -Aunt Polly, Sid, Mary, and Joe Harper's mother, grouped together, -talking. They were by the bed, and the bed was between them and the -door. Tom went to the door and began to softly lift the latch; then he -pressed gently and the door yielded a crack; he continued pushing -cautiously, and quaking every time it creaked, till he judged he might -squeeze through on his knees; so he put his head through and began, -warily. - -"What makes the candle blow so?" said Aunt Polly. Tom hurried up. -"Why, that door's open, I believe. Why, of course it is. No end of -strange things now. Go 'long and shut it, Sid." - -Tom disappeared under the bed just in time. He lay and "breathed" -himself for a time, and then crept to where he could almost touch his -aunt's foot. - -"But as I was saying," said Aunt Polly, "he warn't BAD, so to say ---only mischEEvous. Only just giddy, and harum-scarum, you know. He -warn't any more responsible than a colt. HE never meant any harm, and -he was the best-hearted boy that ever was"--and she began to cry. - -"It was just so with my Joe--always full of his devilment, and up to -every kind of mischief, but he was just as unselfish and kind as he -could be--and laws bless me, to think I went and whipped him for taking -that cream, never once recollecting that I throwed it out myself -because it was sour, and I never to see him again in this world, never, -never, never, poor abused boy!" And Mrs. Harper sobbed as if her heart -would break. - -"I hope Tom's better off where he is," said Sid, "but if he'd been -better in some ways--" - -"SID!" Tom felt the glare of the old lady's eye, though he could not -see it. "Not a word against my Tom, now that he's gone! God'll take -care of HIM--never you trouble YOURself, sir! Oh, Mrs. Harper, I don't -know how to give him up! I don't know how to give him up! He was such a -comfort to me, although he tormented my old heart out of me, 'most." - -"The Lord giveth and the Lord hath taken away--Blessed be the name of -the Lord! But it's so hard--Oh, it's so hard! Only last Saturday my -Joe busted a firecracker right under my nose and I knocked him -sprawling. Little did I know then, how soon--Oh, if it was to do over -again I'd hug him and bless him for it." - -"Yes, yes, yes, I know just how you feel, Mrs. Harper, I know just -exactly how you feel. No longer ago than yesterday noon, my Tom took -and filled the cat full of Pain-killer, and I did think the cretur -would tear the house down. And God forgive me, I cracked Tom's head -with my thimble, poor boy, poor dead boy. But he's out of all his -troubles now. And the last words I ever heard him say was to reproach--" - -But this memory was too much for the old lady, and she broke entirely -down. Tom was snuffling, now, himself--and more in pity of himself than -anybody else. He could hear Mary crying, and putting in a kindly word -for him from time to time. He began to have a nobler opinion of himself -than ever before. Still, he was sufficiently touched by his aunt's -grief to long to rush out from under the bed and overwhelm her with -joy--and the theatrical gorgeousness of the thing appealed strongly to -his nature, too, but he resisted and lay still. - -He went on listening, and gathered by odds and ends that it was -conjectured at first that the boys had got drowned while taking a swim; -then the small raft had been missed; next, certain boys said the -missing lads had promised that the village should "hear something" -soon; the wise-heads had "put this and that together" and decided that -the lads had gone off on that raft and would turn up at the next town -below, presently; but toward noon the raft had been found, lodged -against the Missouri shore some five or six miles below the village ---and then hope perished; they must be drowned, else hunger would have -driven them home by nightfall if not sooner. It was believed that the -search for the bodies had been a fruitless effort merely because the -drowning must have occurred in mid-channel, since the boys, being good -swimmers, would otherwise have escaped to shore. This was Wednesday -night. If the bodies continued missing until Sunday, all hope would be -given over, and the funerals would be preached on that morning. Tom -shuddered. - -Mrs. Harper gave a sobbing good-night and turned to go. Then with a -mutual impulse the two bereaved women flung themselves into each -other's arms and had a good, consoling cry, and then parted. Aunt Polly -was tender far beyond her wont, in her good-night to Sid and Mary. Sid -snuffled a bit and Mary went off crying with all her heart. - -Aunt Polly knelt down and prayed for Tom so touchingly, so -appealingly, and with such measureless love in her words and her old -trembling voice, that he was weltering in tears again, long before she -was through. - -He had to keep still long after she went to bed, for she kept making -broken-hearted ejaculations from time to time, tossing unrestfully, and -turning over. But at last she was still, only moaning a little in her -sleep. Now the boy stole out, rose gradually by the bedside, shaded the -candle-light with his hand, and stood regarding her. His heart was full -of pity for her. He took out his sycamore scroll and placed it by the -candle. But something occurred to him, and he lingered considering. His -face lighted with a happy solution of his thought; he put the bark -hastily in his pocket. Then he bent over and kissed the faded lips, and -straightway made his stealthy exit, latching the door behind him. - -He threaded his way back to the ferry landing, found nobody at large -there, and walked boldly on board the boat, for he knew she was -tenantless except that there was a watchman, who always turned in and -slept like a graven image. He untied the skiff at the stern, slipped -into it, and was soon rowing cautiously upstream. When he had pulled a -mile above the village, he started quartering across and bent himself -stoutly to his work. He hit the landing on the other side neatly, for -this was a familiar bit of work to him. He was moved to capture the -skiff, arguing that it might be considered a ship and therefore -legitimate prey for a pirate, but he knew a thorough search would be -made for it and that might end in revelations. So he stepped ashore and -entered the woods. - -He sat down and took a long rest, torturing himself meanwhile to keep -awake, and then started warily down the home-stretch. The night was far -spent. It was broad daylight before he found himself fairly abreast the -island bar. He rested again until the sun was well up and gilding the -great river with its splendor, and then he plunged into the stream. A -little later he paused, dripping, upon the threshold of the camp, and -heard Joe say: - -"No, Tom's true-blue, Huck, and he'll come back. He won't desert. He -knows that would be a disgrace to a pirate, and Tom's too proud for -that sort of thing. He's up to something or other. Now I wonder what?" - -"Well, the things is ours, anyway, ain't they?" - -"Pretty near, but not yet, Huck. The writing says they are if he ain't -back here to breakfast." - -"Which he is!" exclaimed Tom, with fine dramatic effect, stepping -grandly into camp. - -A sumptuous breakfast of bacon and fish was shortly provided, and as -the boys set to work upon it, Tom recounted (and adorned) his -adventures. They were a vain and boastful company of heroes when the -tale was done. Then Tom hid himself away in a shady nook to sleep till -noon, and the other pirates got ready to fish and explore. - - - -CHAPTER XVI - -AFTER dinner all the gang turned out to hunt for turtle eggs on the -bar. They went about poking sticks into the sand, and when they found a -soft place they went down on their knees and dug with their hands. -Sometimes they would take fifty or sixty eggs out of one hole. They -were perfectly round white things a trifle smaller than an English -walnut. They had a famous fried-egg feast that night, and another on -Friday morning. - -After breakfast they went whooping and prancing out on the bar, and -chased each other round and round, shedding clothes as they went, until -they were naked, and then continued the frolic far away up the shoal -water of the bar, against the stiff current, which latter tripped their -legs from under them from time to time and greatly increased the fun. -And now and then they stooped in a group and splashed water in each -other's faces with their palms, gradually approaching each other, with -averted faces to avoid the strangling sprays, and finally gripping and -struggling till the best man ducked his neighbor, and then they all -went under in a tangle of white legs and arms and came up blowing, -sputtering, laughing, and gasping for breath at one and the same time. - -When they were well exhausted, they would run out and sprawl on the -dry, hot sand, and lie there and cover themselves up with it, and by -and by break for the water again and go through the original -performance once more. Finally it occurred to them that their naked -skin represented flesh-colored "tights" very fairly; so they drew a -ring in the sand and had a circus--with three clowns in it, for none -would yield this proudest post to his neighbor. - -Next they got their marbles and played "knucks" and "ring-taw" and -"keeps" till that amusement grew stale. Then Joe and Huck had another -swim, but Tom would not venture, because he found that in kicking off -his trousers he had kicked his string of rattlesnake rattles off his -ankle, and he wondered how he had escaped cramp so long without the -protection of this mysterious charm. He did not venture again until he -had found it, and by that time the other boys were tired and ready to -rest. They gradually wandered apart, dropped into the "dumps," and fell -to gazing longingly across the wide river to where the village lay -drowsing in the sun. Tom found himself writing "BECKY" in the sand with -his big toe; he scratched it out, and was angry with himself for his -weakness. But he wrote it again, nevertheless; he could not help it. He -erased it once more and then took himself out of temptation by driving -the other boys together and joining them. - -But Joe's spirits had gone down almost beyond resurrection. He was so -homesick that he could hardly endure the misery of it. The tears lay -very near the surface. Huck was melancholy, too. Tom was downhearted, -but tried hard not to show it. He had a secret which he was not ready -to tell, yet, but if this mutinous depression was not broken up soon, -he would have to bring it out. He said, with a great show of -cheerfulness: - -"I bet there's been pirates on this island before, boys. We'll explore -it again. They've hid treasures here somewhere. How'd you feel to light -on a rotten chest full of gold and silver--hey?" - -But it roused only faint enthusiasm, which faded out, with no reply. -Tom tried one or two other seductions; but they failed, too. It was -discouraging work. Joe sat poking up the sand with a stick and looking -very gloomy. Finally he said: - -"Oh, boys, let's give it up. I want to go home. It's so lonesome." - -"Oh no, Joe, you'll feel better by and by," said Tom. "Just think of -the fishing that's here." - -"I don't care for fishing. I want to go home." - -"But, Joe, there ain't such another swimming-place anywhere." - -"Swimming's no good. I don't seem to care for it, somehow, when there -ain't anybody to say I sha'n't go in. I mean to go home." - -"Oh, shucks! Baby! You want to see your mother, I reckon." - -"Yes, I DO want to see my mother--and you would, too, if you had one. -I ain't any more baby than you are." And Joe snuffled a little. - -"Well, we'll let the cry-baby go home to his mother, won't we, Huck? -Poor thing--does it want to see its mother? And so it shall. You like -it here, don't you, Huck? We'll stay, won't we?" - -Huck said, "Y-e-s"--without any heart in it. - -"I'll never speak to you again as long as I live," said Joe, rising. -"There now!" And he moved moodily away and began to dress himself. - -"Who cares!" said Tom. "Nobody wants you to. Go 'long home and get -laughed at. Oh, you're a nice pirate. Huck and me ain't cry-babies. -We'll stay, won't we, Huck? Let him go if he wants to. I reckon we can -get along without him, per'aps." - -But Tom was uneasy, nevertheless, and was alarmed to see Joe go -sullenly on with his dressing. And then it was discomforting to see -Huck eying Joe's preparations so wistfully, and keeping up such an -ominous silence. Presently, without a parting word, Joe began to wade -off toward the Illinois shore. Tom's heart began to sink. He glanced at -Huck. Huck could not bear the look, and dropped his eyes. Then he said: - -"I want to go, too, Tom. It was getting so lonesome anyway, and now -it'll be worse. Let's us go, too, Tom." - -"I won't! You can all go, if you want to. I mean to stay." - -"Tom, I better go." - -"Well, go 'long--who's hendering you." - -Huck began to pick up his scattered clothes. He said: - -"Tom, I wisht you'd come, too. Now you think it over. We'll wait for -you when we get to shore." - -"Well, you'll wait a blame long time, that's all." - -Huck started sorrowfully away, and Tom stood looking after him, with a -strong desire tugging at his heart to yield his pride and go along too. -He hoped the boys would stop, but they still waded slowly on. It -suddenly dawned on Tom that it was become very lonely and still. He -made one final struggle with his pride, and then darted after his -comrades, yelling: - -"Wait! Wait! I want to tell you something!" - -They presently stopped and turned around. When he got to where they -were, he began unfolding his secret, and they listened moodily till at -last they saw the "point" he was driving at, and then they set up a -war-whoop of applause and said it was "splendid!" and said if he had -told them at first, they wouldn't have started away. He made a plausible -excuse; but his real reason had been the fear that not even the secret -would keep them with him any very great length of time, and so he had -meant to hold it in reserve as a last seduction. - -The lads came gayly back and went at their sports again with a will, -chattering all the time about Tom's stupendous plan and admiring the -genius of it. After a dainty egg and fish dinner, Tom said he wanted to -learn to smoke, now. Joe caught at the idea and said he would like to -try, too. So Huck made pipes and filled them. These novices had never -smoked anything before but cigars made of grape-vine, and they "bit" -the tongue, and were not considered manly anyway. - -Now they stretched themselves out on their elbows and began to puff, -charily, and with slender confidence. The smoke had an unpleasant -taste, and they gagged a little, but Tom said: - -"Why, it's just as easy! If I'd a knowed this was all, I'd a learnt -long ago." - -"So would I," said Joe. "It's just nothing." - -"Why, many a time I've looked at people smoking, and thought well I -wish I could do that; but I never thought I could," said Tom. - -"That's just the way with me, hain't it, Huck? You've heard me talk -just that way--haven't you, Huck? I'll leave it to Huck if I haven't." - -"Yes--heaps of times," said Huck. - -"Well, I have too," said Tom; "oh, hundreds of times. Once down by the -slaughter-house. Don't you remember, Huck? Bob Tanner was there, and -Johnny Miller, and Jeff Thatcher, when I said it. Don't you remember, -Huck, 'bout me saying that?" - -"Yes, that's so," said Huck. "That was the day after I lost a white -alley. No, 'twas the day before." - -"There--I told you so," said Tom. "Huck recollects it." - -"I bleeve I could smoke this pipe all day," said Joe. "I don't feel -sick." - -"Neither do I," said Tom. "I could smoke it all day. But I bet you -Jeff Thatcher couldn't." - -"Jeff Thatcher! Why, he'd keel over just with two draws. Just let him -try it once. HE'D see!" - -"I bet he would. And Johnny Miller--I wish could see Johnny Miller -tackle it once." - -"Oh, don't I!" said Joe. "Why, I bet you Johnny Miller couldn't any -more do this than nothing. Just one little snifter would fetch HIM." - -"'Deed it would, Joe. Say--I wish the boys could see us now." - -"So do I." - -"Say--boys, don't say anything about it, and some time when they're -around, I'll come up to you and say, 'Joe, got a pipe? I want a smoke.' -And you'll say, kind of careless like, as if it warn't anything, you'll -say, 'Yes, I got my OLD pipe, and another one, but my tobacker ain't -very good.' And I'll say, 'Oh, that's all right, if it's STRONG -enough.' And then you'll out with the pipes, and we'll light up just as -ca'm, and then just see 'em look!" - -"By jings, that'll be gay, Tom! I wish it was NOW!" - -"So do I! And when we tell 'em we learned when we was off pirating, -won't they wish they'd been along?" - -"Oh, I reckon not! I'll just BET they will!" - -So the talk ran on. But presently it began to flag a trifle, and grow -disjointed. The silences widened; the expectoration marvellously -increased. Every pore inside the boys' cheeks became a spouting -fountain; they could scarcely bail out the cellars under their tongues -fast enough to prevent an inundation; little overflowings down their -throats occurred in spite of all they could do, and sudden retchings -followed every time. Both boys were looking very pale and miserable, -now. Joe's pipe dropped from his nerveless fingers. Tom's followed. -Both fountains were going furiously and both pumps bailing with might -and main. Joe said feebly: - -"I've lost my knife. I reckon I better go and find it." - -Tom said, with quivering lips and halting utterance: - -"I'll help you. You go over that way and I'll hunt around by the -spring. No, you needn't come, Huck--we can find it." - -So Huck sat down again, and waited an hour. Then he found it lonesome, -and went to find his comrades. They were wide apart in the woods, both -very pale, both fast asleep. But something informed him that if they -had had any trouble they had got rid of it. - -They were not talkative at supper that night. They had a humble look, -and when Huck prepared his pipe after the meal and was going to prepare -theirs, they said no, they were not feeling very well--something they -ate at dinner had disagreed with them. - -About midnight Joe awoke, and called the boys. There was a brooding -oppressiveness in the air that seemed to bode something. The boys -huddled themselves together and sought the friendly companionship of -the fire, though the dull dead heat of the breathless atmosphere was -stifling. They sat still, intent and waiting. The solemn hush -continued. Beyond the light of the fire everything was swallowed up in -the blackness of darkness. Presently there came a quivering glow that -vaguely revealed the foliage for a moment and then vanished. By and by -another came, a little stronger. Then another. Then a faint moan came -sighing through the branches of the forest and the boys felt a fleeting -breath upon their cheeks, and shuddered with the fancy that the Spirit -of the Night had gone by. There was a pause. Now a weird flash turned -night into day and showed every little grass-blade, separate and -distinct, that grew about their feet. And it showed three white, -startled faces, too. A deep peal of thunder went rolling and tumbling -down the heavens and lost itself in sullen rumblings in the distance. A -sweep of chilly air passed by, rustling all the leaves and snowing the -flaky ashes broadcast about the fire. Another fierce glare lit up the -forest and an instant crash followed that seemed to rend the tree-tops -right over the boys' heads. They clung together in terror, in the thick -gloom that followed. A few big rain-drops fell pattering upon the -leaves. - -"Quick! boys, go for the tent!" exclaimed Tom. - -They sprang away, stumbling over roots and among vines in the dark, no -two plunging in the same direction. A furious blast roared through the -trees, making everything sing as it went. One blinding flash after -another came, and peal on peal of deafening thunder. And now a -drenching rain poured down and the rising hurricane drove it in sheets -along the ground. The boys cried out to each other, but the roaring -wind and the booming thunder-blasts drowned their voices utterly. -However, one by one they straggled in at last and took shelter under -the tent, cold, scared, and streaming with water; but to have company -in misery seemed something to be grateful for. They could not talk, the -old sail flapped so furiously, even if the other noises would have -allowed them. The tempest rose higher and higher, and presently the -sail tore loose from its fastenings and went winging away on the blast. -The boys seized each others' hands and fled, with many tumblings and -bruises, to the shelter of a great oak that stood upon the river-bank. -Now the battle was at its highest. Under the ceaseless conflagration of -lightning that flamed in the skies, everything below stood out in -clean-cut and shadowless distinctness: the bending trees, the billowy -river, white with foam, the driving spray of spume-flakes, the dim -outlines of the high bluffs on the other side, glimpsed through the -drifting cloud-rack and the slanting veil of rain. Every little while -some giant tree yielded the fight and fell crashing through the younger -growth; and the unflagging thunder-peals came now in ear-splitting -explosive bursts, keen and sharp, and unspeakably appalling. The storm -culminated in one matchless effort that seemed likely to tear the island -to pieces, burn it up, drown it to the tree-tops, blow it away, and -deafen every creature in it, all at one and the same moment. It was a -wild night for homeless young heads to be out in. - -But at last the battle was done, and the forces retired with weaker -and weaker threatenings and grumblings, and peace resumed her sway. The -boys went back to camp, a good deal awed; but they found there was -still something to be thankful for, because the great sycamore, the -shelter of their beds, was a ruin, now, blasted by the lightnings, and -they were not under it when the catastrophe happened. - -Everything in camp was drenched, the camp-fire as well; for they were -but heedless lads, like their generation, and had made no provision -against rain. Here was matter for dismay, for they were soaked through -and chilled. They were eloquent in their distress; but they presently -discovered that the fire had eaten so far up under the great log it had -been built against (where it curved upward and separated itself from -the ground), that a handbreadth or so of it had escaped wetting; so -they patiently wrought until, with shreds and bark gathered from the -under sides of sheltered logs, they coaxed the fire to burn again. Then -they piled on great dead boughs till they had a roaring furnace, and -were glad-hearted once more. They dried their boiled ham and had a -feast, and after that they sat by the fire and expanded and glorified -their midnight adventure until morning, for there was not a dry spot to -sleep on, anywhere around. - -As the sun began to steal in upon the boys, drowsiness came over them, -and they went out on the sandbar and lay down to sleep. They got -scorched out by and by, and drearily set about getting breakfast. After -the meal they felt rusty, and stiff-jointed, and a little homesick once -more. Tom saw the signs, and fell to cheering up the pirates as well as -he could. But they cared nothing for marbles, or circus, or swimming, -or anything. He reminded them of the imposing secret, and raised a ray -of cheer. While it lasted, he got them interested in a new device. This -was to knock off being pirates, for a while, and be Indians for a -change. They were attracted by this idea; so it was not long before -they were stripped, and striped from head to heel with black mud, like -so many zebras--all of them chiefs, of course--and then they went -tearing through the woods to attack an English settlement. - -By and by they separated into three hostile tribes, and darted upon -each other from ambush with dreadful war-whoops, and killed and scalped -each other by thousands. It was a gory day. Consequently it was an -extremely satisfactory one. - -They assembled in camp toward supper-time, hungry and happy; but now a -difficulty arose--hostile Indians could not break the bread of -hospitality together without first making peace, and this was a simple -impossibility without smoking a pipe of peace. There was no other -process that ever they had heard of. Two of the savages almost wished -they had remained pirates. However, there was no other way; so with -such show of cheerfulness as they could muster they called for the pipe -and took their whiff as it passed, in due form. - -And behold, they were glad they had gone into savagery, for they had -gained something; they found that they could now smoke a little without -having to go and hunt for a lost knife; they did not get sick enough to -be seriously uncomfortable. They were not likely to fool away this high -promise for lack of effort. No, they practised cautiously, after -supper, with right fair success, and so they spent a jubilant evening. -They were prouder and happier in their new acquirement than they would -have been in the scalping and skinning of the Six Nations. We will -leave them to smoke and chatter and brag, since we have no further use -for them at present. - - - -CHAPTER XVII - -BUT there was no hilarity in the little town that same tranquil -Saturday afternoon. The Harpers, and Aunt Polly's family, were being -put into mourning, with great grief and many tears. An unusual quiet -possessed the village, although it was ordinarily quiet enough, in all -conscience. The villagers conducted their concerns with an absent air, -and talked little; but they sighed often. The Saturday holiday seemed a -burden to the children. They had no heart in their sports, and -gradually gave them up. - -In the afternoon Becky Thatcher found herself moping about the -deserted schoolhouse yard, and feeling very melancholy. But she found -nothing there to comfort her. She soliloquized: - -"Oh, if I only had a brass andiron-knob again! But I haven't got -anything now to remember him by." And she choked back a little sob. - -Presently she stopped, and said to herself: - -"It was right here. Oh, if it was to do over again, I wouldn't say -that--I wouldn't say it for the whole world. But he's gone now; I'll -never, never, never see him any more." - -This thought broke her down, and she wandered away, with tears rolling -down her cheeks. Then quite a group of boys and girls--playmates of -Tom's and Joe's--came by, and stood looking over the paling fence and -talking in reverent tones of how Tom did so-and-so the last time they -saw him, and how Joe said this and that small trifle (pregnant with -awful prophecy, as they could easily see now!)--and each speaker -pointed out the exact spot where the lost lads stood at the time, and -then added something like "and I was a-standing just so--just as I am -now, and as if you was him--I was as close as that--and he smiled, just -this way--and then something seemed to go all over me, like--awful, you -know--and I never thought what it meant, of course, but I can see now!" - -Then there was a dispute about who saw the dead boys last in life, and -many claimed that dismal distinction, and offered evidences, more or -less tampered with by the witness; and when it was ultimately decided -who DID see the departed last, and exchanged the last words with them, -the lucky parties took upon themselves a sort of sacred importance, and -were gaped at and envied by all the rest. One poor chap, who had no -other grandeur to offer, said with tolerably manifest pride in the -remembrance: - -"Well, Tom Sawyer he licked me once." - -But that bid for glory was a failure. Most of the boys could say that, -and so that cheapened the distinction too much. The group loitered -away, still recalling memories of the lost heroes, in awed voices. - -When the Sunday-school hour was finished, the next morning, the bell -began to toll, instead of ringing in the usual way. It was a very still -Sabbath, and the mournful sound seemed in keeping with the musing hush -that lay upon nature. The villagers began to gather, loitering a moment -in the vestibule to converse in whispers about the sad event. But there -was no whispering in the house; only the funereal rustling of dresses -as the women gathered to their seats disturbed the silence there. None -could remember when the little church had been so full before. There -was finally a waiting pause, an expectant dumbness, and then Aunt Polly -entered, followed by Sid and Mary, and they by the Harper family, all -in deep black, and the whole congregation, the old minister as well, -rose reverently and stood until the mourners were seated in the front -pew. There was another communing silence, broken at intervals by -muffled sobs, and then the minister spread his hands abroad and prayed. -A moving hymn was sung, and the text followed: "I am the Resurrection -and the Life." - -As the service proceeded, the clergyman drew such pictures of the -graces, the winning ways, and the rare promise of the lost lads that -every soul there, thinking he recognized these pictures, felt a pang in -remembering that he had persistently blinded himself to them always -before, and had as persistently seen only faults and flaws in the poor -boys. The minister related many a touching incident in the lives of the -departed, too, which illustrated their sweet, generous natures, and the -people could easily see, now, how noble and beautiful those episodes -were, and remembered with grief that at the time they occurred they had -seemed rank rascalities, well deserving of the cowhide. The -congregation became more and more moved, as the pathetic tale went on, -till at last the whole company broke down and joined the weeping -mourners in a chorus of anguished sobs, the preacher himself giving way -to his feelings, and crying in the pulpit. - -There was a rustle in the gallery, which nobody noticed; a moment -later the church door creaked; the minister raised his streaming eyes -above his handkerchief, and stood transfixed! First one and then -another pair of eyes followed the minister's, and then almost with one -impulse the congregation rose and stared while the three dead boys came -marching up the aisle, Tom in the lead, Joe next, and Huck, a ruin of -drooping rags, sneaking sheepishly in the rear! They had been hid in -the unused gallery listening to their own funeral sermon! - -Aunt Polly, Mary, and the Harpers threw themselves upon their restored -ones, smothered them with kisses and poured out thanksgivings, while -poor Huck stood abashed and uncomfortable, not knowing exactly what to -do or where to hide from so many unwelcoming eyes. He wavered, and -started to slink away, but Tom seized him and said: - -"Aunt Polly, it ain't fair. Somebody's got to be glad to see Huck." - -"And so they shall. I'm glad to see him, poor motherless thing!" And -the loving attentions Aunt Polly lavished upon him were the one thing -capable of making him more uncomfortable than he was before. - -Suddenly the minister shouted at the top of his voice: "Praise God -from whom all blessings flow--SING!--and put your hearts in it!" - -And they did. Old Hundred swelled up with a triumphant burst, and -while it shook the rafters Tom Sawyer the Pirate looked around upon the -envying juveniles about him and confessed in his heart that this was -the proudest moment of his life. - -As the "sold" congregation trooped out they said they would almost be -willing to be made ridiculous again to hear Old Hundred sung like that -once more. - -Tom got more cuffs and kisses that day--according to Aunt Polly's -varying moods--than he had earned before in a year; and he hardly knew -which expressed the most gratefulness to God and affection for himself. - - - -CHAPTER XVIII - -THAT was Tom's great secret--the scheme to return home with his -brother pirates and attend their own funerals. They had paddled over to -the Missouri shore on a log, at dusk on Saturday, landing five or six -miles below the village; they had slept in the woods at the edge of the -town till nearly daylight, and had then crept through back lanes and -alleys and finished their sleep in the gallery of the church among a -chaos of invalided benches. - -At breakfast, Monday morning, Aunt Polly and Mary were very loving to -Tom, and very attentive to his wants. There was an unusual amount of -talk. In the course of it Aunt Polly said: - -"Well, I don't say it wasn't a fine joke, Tom, to keep everybody -suffering 'most a week so you boys had a good time, but it is a pity -you could be so hard-hearted as to let me suffer so. If you could come -over on a log to go to your funeral, you could have come over and give -me a hint some way that you warn't dead, but only run off." - -"Yes, you could have done that, Tom," said Mary; "and I believe you -would if you had thought of it." - -"Would you, Tom?" said Aunt Polly, her face lighting wistfully. "Say, -now, would you, if you'd thought of it?" - -"I--well, I don't know. 'Twould 'a' spoiled everything." - -"Tom, I hoped you loved me that much," said Aunt Polly, with a grieved -tone that discomforted the boy. "It would have been something if you'd -cared enough to THINK of it, even if you didn't DO it." - -"Now, auntie, that ain't any harm," pleaded Mary; "it's only Tom's -giddy way--he is always in such a rush that he never thinks of -anything." - -"More's the pity. Sid would have thought. And Sid would have come and -DONE it, too. Tom, you'll look back, some day, when it's too late, and -wish you'd cared a little more for me when it would have cost you so -little." - -"Now, auntie, you know I do care for you," said Tom. - -"I'd know it better if you acted more like it." - -"I wish now I'd thought," said Tom, with a repentant tone; "but I -dreamt about you, anyway. That's something, ain't it?" - -"It ain't much--a cat does that much--but it's better than nothing. -What did you dream?" - -"Why, Wednesday night I dreamt that you was sitting over there by the -bed, and Sid was sitting by the woodbox, and Mary next to him." - -"Well, so we did. So we always do. I'm glad your dreams could take -even that much trouble about us." - -"And I dreamt that Joe Harper's mother was here." - -"Why, she was here! Did you dream any more?" - -"Oh, lots. But it's so dim, now." - -"Well, try to recollect--can't you?" - -"Somehow it seems to me that the wind--the wind blowed the--the--" - -"Try harder, Tom! The wind did blow something. Come!" - -Tom pressed his fingers on his forehead an anxious minute, and then -said: - -"I've got it now! I've got it now! It blowed the candle!" - -"Mercy on us! Go on, Tom--go on!" - -"And it seems to me that you said, 'Why, I believe that that door--'" - -"Go ON, Tom!" - -"Just let me study a moment--just a moment. Oh, yes--you said you -believed the door was open." - -"As I'm sitting here, I did! Didn't I, Mary! Go on!" - -"And then--and then--well I won't be certain, but it seems like as if -you made Sid go and--and--" - -"Well? Well? What did I make him do, Tom? What did I make him do?" - -"You made him--you--Oh, you made him shut it." - -"Well, for the land's sake! I never heard the beat of that in all my -days! Don't tell ME there ain't anything in dreams, any more. Sereny -Harper shall know of this before I'm an hour older. I'd like to see her -get around THIS with her rubbage 'bout superstition. Go on, Tom!" - -"Oh, it's all getting just as bright as day, now. Next you said I -warn't BAD, only mischeevous and harum-scarum, and not any more -responsible than--than--I think it was a colt, or something." - -"And so it was! Well, goodness gracious! Go on, Tom!" - -"And then you began to cry." - -"So I did. So I did. Not the first time, neither. And then--" - -"Then Mrs. Harper she began to cry, and said Joe was just the same, -and she wished she hadn't whipped him for taking cream when she'd -throwed it out her own self--" - -"Tom! The sperrit was upon you! You was a prophesying--that's what you -was doing! Land alive, go on, Tom!" - -"Then Sid he said--he said--" - -"I don't think I said anything," said Sid. - -"Yes you did, Sid," said Mary. - -"Shut your heads and let Tom go on! What did he say, Tom?" - -"He said--I THINK he said he hoped I was better off where I was gone -to, but if I'd been better sometimes--" - -"THERE, d'you hear that! It was his very words!" - -"And you shut him up sharp." - -"I lay I did! There must 'a' been an angel there. There WAS an angel -there, somewheres!" - -"And Mrs. Harper told about Joe scaring her with a firecracker, and -you told about Peter and the Painkiller--" - -"Just as true as I live!" - -"And then there was a whole lot of talk 'bout dragging the river for -us, and 'bout having the funeral Sunday, and then you and old Miss -Harper hugged and cried, and she went." - -"It happened just so! It happened just so, as sure as I'm a-sitting in -these very tracks. Tom, you couldn't told it more like if you'd 'a' -seen it! And then what? Go on, Tom!" - -"Then I thought you prayed for me--and I could see you and hear every -word you said. And you went to bed, and I was so sorry that I took and -wrote on a piece of sycamore bark, 'We ain't dead--we are only off -being pirates,' and put it on the table by the candle; and then you -looked so good, laying there asleep, that I thought I went and leaned -over and kissed you on the lips." - -"Did you, Tom, DID you! I just forgive you everything for that!" And -she seized the boy in a crushing embrace that made him feel like the -guiltiest of villains. - -"It was very kind, even though it was only a--dream," Sid soliloquized -just audibly. - -"Shut up, Sid! A body does just the same in a dream as he'd do if he -was awake. Here's a big Milum apple I've been saving for you, Tom, if -you was ever found again--now go 'long to school. I'm thankful to the -good God and Father of us all I've got you back, that's long-suffering -and merciful to them that believe on Him and keep His word, though -goodness knows I'm unworthy of it, but if only the worthy ones got His -blessings and had His hand to help them over the rough places, there's -few enough would smile here or ever enter into His rest when the long -night comes. Go 'long Sid, Mary, Tom--take yourselves off--you've -hendered me long enough." - -The children left for school, and the old lady to call on Mrs. Harper -and vanquish her realism with Tom's marvellous dream. Sid had better -judgment than to utter the thought that was in his mind as he left the -house. It was this: "Pretty thin--as long a dream as that, without any -mistakes in it!" - -What a hero Tom was become, now! He did not go skipping and prancing, -but moved with a dignified swagger as became a pirate who felt that the -public eye was on him. And indeed it was; he tried not to seem to see -the looks or hear the remarks as he passed along, but they were food -and drink to him. Smaller boys than himself flocked at his heels, as -proud to be seen with him, and tolerated by him, as if he had been the -drummer at the head of a procession or the elephant leading a menagerie -into town. Boys of his own size pretended not to know he had been away -at all; but they were consuming with envy, nevertheless. They would -have given anything to have that swarthy suntanned skin of his, and his -glittering notoriety; and Tom would not have parted with either for a -circus. - -At school the children made so much of him and of Joe, and delivered -such eloquent admiration from their eyes, that the two heroes were not -long in becoming insufferably "stuck-up." They began to tell their -adventures to hungry listeners--but they only began; it was not a thing -likely to have an end, with imaginations like theirs to furnish -material. And finally, when they got out their pipes and went serenely -puffing around, the very summit of glory was reached. - -Tom decided that he could be independent of Becky Thatcher now. Glory -was sufficient. He would live for glory. Now that he was distinguished, -maybe she would be wanting to "make up." Well, let her--she should see -that he could be as indifferent as some other people. Presently she -arrived. Tom pretended not to see her. He moved away and joined a group -of boys and girls and began to talk. Soon he observed that she was -tripping gayly back and forth with flushed face and dancing eyes, -pretending to be busy chasing schoolmates, and screaming with laughter -when she made a capture; but he noticed that she always made her -captures in his vicinity, and that she seemed to cast a conscious eye -in his direction at such times, too. It gratified all the vicious -vanity that was in him; and so, instead of winning him, it only "set -him up" the more and made him the more diligent to avoid betraying that -he knew she was about. Presently she gave over skylarking, and moved -irresolutely about, sighing once or twice and glancing furtively and -wistfully toward Tom. Then she observed that now Tom was talking more -particularly to Amy Lawrence than to any one else. She felt a sharp -pang and grew disturbed and uneasy at once. She tried to go away, but -her feet were treacherous, and carried her to the group instead. She -said to a girl almost at Tom's elbow--with sham vivacity: - -"Why, Mary Austin! you bad girl, why didn't you come to Sunday-school?" - -"I did come--didn't you see me?" - -"Why, no! Did you? Where did you sit?" - -"I was in Miss Peters' class, where I always go. I saw YOU." - -"Did you? Why, it's funny I didn't see you. I wanted to tell you about -the picnic." - -"Oh, that's jolly. Who's going to give it?" - -"My ma's going to let me have one." - -"Oh, goody; I hope she'll let ME come." - -"Well, she will. The picnic's for me. She'll let anybody come that I -want, and I want you." - -"That's ever so nice. When is it going to be?" - -"By and by. Maybe about vacation." - -"Oh, won't it be fun! You going to have all the girls and boys?" - -"Yes, every one that's friends to me--or wants to be"; and she glanced -ever so furtively at Tom, but he talked right along to Amy Lawrence -about the terrible storm on the island, and how the lightning tore the -great sycamore tree "all to flinders" while he was "standing within -three feet of it." - -"Oh, may I come?" said Grace Miller. - -"Yes." - -"And me?" said Sally Rogers. - -"Yes." - -"And me, too?" said Susy Harper. "And Joe?" - -"Yes." - -And so on, with clapping of joyful hands till all the group had begged -for invitations but Tom and Amy. Then Tom turned coolly away, still -talking, and took Amy with him. Becky's lips trembled and the tears -came to her eyes; she hid these signs with a forced gayety and went on -chattering, but the life had gone out of the picnic, now, and out of -everything else; she got away as soon as she could and hid herself and -had what her sex call "a good cry." Then she sat moody, with wounded -pride, till the bell rang. She roused up, now, with a vindictive cast -in her eye, and gave her plaited tails a shake and said she knew what -SHE'D do. - -At recess Tom continued his flirtation with Amy with jubilant -self-satisfaction. And he kept drifting about to find Becky and lacerate -her with the performance. At last he spied her, but there was a sudden -falling of his mercury. She was sitting cosily on a little bench behind -the schoolhouse looking at a picture-book with Alfred Temple--and so -absorbed were they, and their heads so close together over the book, -that they did not seem to be conscious of anything in the world besides. -Jealousy ran red-hot through Tom's veins. He began to hate himself for -throwing away the chance Becky had offered for a reconciliation. He -called himself a fool, and all the hard names he could think of. He -wanted to cry with vexation. Amy chatted happily along, as they walked, -for her heart was singing, but Tom's tongue had lost its function. He -did not hear what Amy was saying, and whenever she paused expectantly he -could only stammer an awkward assent, which was as often misplaced as -otherwise. He kept drifting to the rear of the schoolhouse, again and -again, to sear his eyeballs with the hateful spectacle there. He could -not help it. And it maddened him to see, as he thought he saw, that -Becky Thatcher never once suspected that he was even in the land of the -living. But she did see, nevertheless; and she knew she was winning her -fight, too, and was glad to see him suffer as she had suffered. - -Amy's happy prattle became intolerable. Tom hinted at things he had to -attend to; things that must be done; and time was fleeting. But in -vain--the girl chirped on. Tom thought, "Oh, hang her, ain't I ever -going to get rid of her?" At last he must be attending to those -things--and she said artlessly that she would be "around" when school -let out. And he hastened away, hating her for it. - -"Any other boy!" Tom thought, grating his teeth. "Any boy in the whole -town but that Saint Louis smarty that thinks he dresses so fine and is -aristocracy! Oh, all right, I licked you the first day you ever saw -this town, mister, and I'll lick you again! You just wait till I catch -you out! I'll just take and--" - -And he went through the motions of thrashing an imaginary boy ---pummelling the air, and kicking and gouging. "Oh, you do, do you? You -holler 'nough, do you? Now, then, let that learn you!" And so the -imaginary flogging was finished to his satisfaction. - -Tom fled home at noon. His conscience could not endure any more of -Amy's grateful happiness, and his jealousy could bear no more of the -other distress. Becky resumed her picture inspections with Alfred, but -as the minutes dragged along and no Tom came to suffer, her triumph -began to cloud and she lost interest; gravity and absent-mindedness -followed, and then melancholy; two or three times she pricked up her -ear at a footstep, but it was a false hope; no Tom came. At last she -grew entirely miserable and wished she hadn't carried it so far. When -poor Alfred, seeing that he was losing her, he did not know how, kept -exclaiming: "Oh, here's a jolly one! look at this!" she lost patience -at last, and said, "Oh, don't bother me! I don't care for them!" and -burst into tears, and got up and walked away. - -Alfred dropped alongside and was going to try to comfort her, but she -said: - -"Go away and leave me alone, can't you! I hate you!" - -So the boy halted, wondering what he could have done--for she had said -she would look at pictures all through the nooning--and she walked on, -crying. Then Alfred went musing into the deserted schoolhouse. He was -humiliated and angry. He easily guessed his way to the truth--the girl -had simply made a convenience of him to vent her spite upon Tom Sawyer. -He was far from hating Tom the less when this thought occurred to him. -He wished there was some way to get that boy into trouble without much -risk to himself. Tom's spelling-book fell under his eye. Here was his -opportunity. He gratefully opened to the lesson for the afternoon and -poured ink upon the page. - -Becky, glancing in at a window behind him at the moment, saw the act, -and moved on, without discovering herself. She started homeward, now, -intending to find Tom and tell him; Tom would be thankful and their -troubles would be healed. Before she was half way home, however, she -had changed her mind. The thought of Tom's treatment of her when she -was talking about her picnic came scorching back and filled her with -shame. She resolved to let him get whipped on the damaged -spelling-book's account, and to hate him forever, into the bargain. - - - -CHAPTER XIX - -TOM arrived at home in a dreary mood, and the first thing his aunt -said to him showed him that he had brought his sorrows to an -unpromising market: - -"Tom, I've a notion to skin you alive!" - -"Auntie, what have I done?" - -"Well, you've done enough. Here I go over to Sereny Harper, like an -old softy, expecting I'm going to make her believe all that rubbage -about that dream, when lo and behold you she'd found out from Joe that -you was over here and heard all the talk we had that night. Tom, I -don't know what is to become of a boy that will act like that. It makes -me feel so bad to think you could let me go to Sereny Harper and make -such a fool of myself and never say a word." - -This was a new aspect of the thing. His smartness of the morning had -seemed to Tom a good joke before, and very ingenious. It merely looked -mean and shabby now. He hung his head and could not think of anything -to say for a moment. Then he said: - -"Auntie, I wish I hadn't done it--but I didn't think." - -"Oh, child, you never think. You never think of anything but your own -selfishness. You could think to come all the way over here from -Jackson's Island in the night to laugh at our troubles, and you could -think to fool me with a lie about a dream; but you couldn't ever think -to pity us and save us from sorrow." - -"Auntie, I know now it was mean, but I didn't mean to be mean. I -didn't, honest. And besides, I didn't come over here to laugh at you -that night." - -"What did you come for, then?" - -"It was to tell you not to be uneasy about us, because we hadn't got -drownded." - -"Tom, Tom, I would be the thankfullest soul in this world if I could -believe you ever had as good a thought as that, but you know you never -did--and I know it, Tom." - -"Indeed and 'deed I did, auntie--I wish I may never stir if I didn't." - -"Oh, Tom, don't lie--don't do it. It only makes things a hundred times -worse." - -"It ain't a lie, auntie; it's the truth. I wanted to keep you from -grieving--that was all that made me come." - -"I'd give the whole world to believe that--it would cover up a power -of sins, Tom. I'd 'most be glad you'd run off and acted so bad. But it -ain't reasonable; because, why didn't you tell me, child?" - -"Why, you see, when you got to talking about the funeral, I just got -all full of the idea of our coming and hiding in the church, and I -couldn't somehow bear to spoil it. So I just put the bark back in my -pocket and kept mum." - -"What bark?" - -"The bark I had wrote on to tell you we'd gone pirating. I wish, now, -you'd waked up when I kissed you--I do, honest." - -The hard lines in his aunt's face relaxed and a sudden tenderness -dawned in her eyes. - -"DID you kiss me, Tom?" - -"Why, yes, I did." - -"Are you sure you did, Tom?" - -"Why, yes, I did, auntie--certain sure." - -"What did you kiss me for, Tom?" - -"Because I loved you so, and you laid there moaning and I was so sorry." - -The words sounded like truth. The old lady could not hide a tremor in -her voice when she said: - -"Kiss me again, Tom!--and be off with you to school, now, and don't -bother me any more." - -The moment he was gone, she ran to a closet and got out the ruin of a -jacket which Tom had gone pirating in. Then she stopped, with it in her -hand, and said to herself: - -"No, I don't dare. Poor boy, I reckon he's lied about it--but it's a -blessed, blessed lie, there's such a comfort come from it. I hope the -Lord--I KNOW the Lord will forgive him, because it was such -goodheartedness in him to tell it. But I don't want to find out it's a -lie. I won't look." - -She put the jacket away, and stood by musing a minute. Twice she put -out her hand to take the garment again, and twice she refrained. Once -more she ventured, and this time she fortified herself with the -thought: "It's a good lie--it's a good lie--I won't let it grieve me." -So she sought the jacket pocket. A moment later she was reading Tom's -piece of bark through flowing tears and saying: "I could forgive the -boy, now, if he'd committed a million sins!" - - - -CHAPTER XX - -THERE was something about Aunt Polly's manner, when she kissed Tom, -that swept away his low spirits and made him lighthearted and happy -again. He started to school and had the luck of coming upon Becky -Thatcher at the head of Meadow Lane. His mood always determined his -manner. Without a moment's hesitation he ran to her and said: - -"I acted mighty mean to-day, Becky, and I'm so sorry. I won't ever, -ever do that way again, as long as ever I live--please make up, won't -you?" - -The girl stopped and looked him scornfully in the face: - -"I'll thank you to keep yourself TO yourself, Mr. Thomas Sawyer. I'll -never speak to you again." - -She tossed her head and passed on. Tom was so stunned that he had not -even presence of mind enough to say "Who cares, Miss Smarty?" until the -right time to say it had gone by. So he said nothing. But he was in a -fine rage, nevertheless. He moped into the schoolyard wishing she were -a boy, and imagining how he would trounce her if she were. He presently -encountered her and delivered a stinging remark as he passed. She -hurled one in return, and the angry breach was complete. It seemed to -Becky, in her hot resentment, that she could hardly wait for school to -"take in," she was so impatient to see Tom flogged for the injured -spelling-book. If she had had any lingering notion of exposing Alfred -Temple, Tom's offensive fling had driven it entirely away. - -Poor girl, she did not know how fast she was nearing trouble herself. -The master, Mr. Dobbins, had reached middle age with an unsatisfied -ambition. The darling of his desires was, to be a doctor, but poverty -had decreed that he should be nothing higher than a village -schoolmaster. Every day he took a mysterious book out of his desk and -absorbed himself in it at times when no classes were reciting. He kept -that book under lock and key. There was not an urchin in school but was -perishing to have a glimpse of it, but the chance never came. Every boy -and girl had a theory about the nature of that book; but no two -theories were alike, and there was no way of getting at the facts in -the case. Now, as Becky was passing by the desk, which stood near the -door, she noticed that the key was in the lock! It was a precious -moment. She glanced around; found herself alone, and the next instant -she had the book in her hands. The title-page--Professor Somebody's -ANATOMY--carried no information to her mind; so she began to turn the -leaves. She came at once upon a handsomely engraved and colored -frontispiece--a human figure, stark naked. At that moment a shadow fell -on the page and Tom Sawyer stepped in at the door and caught a glimpse -of the picture. Becky snatched at the book to close it, and had the -hard luck to tear the pictured page half down the middle. She thrust -the volume into the desk, turned the key, and burst out crying with -shame and vexation. - -"Tom Sawyer, you are just as mean as you can be, to sneak up on a -person and look at what they're looking at." - -"How could I know you was looking at anything?" - -"You ought to be ashamed of yourself, Tom Sawyer; you know you're -going to tell on me, and oh, what shall I do, what shall I do! I'll be -whipped, and I never was whipped in school." - -Then she stamped her little foot and said: - -"BE so mean if you want to! I know something that's going to happen. -You just wait and you'll see! Hateful, hateful, hateful!"--and she -flung out of the house with a new explosion of crying. - -Tom stood still, rather flustered by this onslaught. Presently he said -to himself: - -"What a curious kind of a fool a girl is! Never been licked in school! -Shucks! What's a licking! That's just like a girl--they're so -thin-skinned and chicken-hearted. Well, of course I ain't going to tell -old Dobbins on this little fool, because there's other ways of getting -even on her, that ain't so mean; but what of it? Old Dobbins will ask -who it was tore his book. Nobody'll answer. Then he'll do just the way -he always does--ask first one and then t'other, and when he comes to the -right girl he'll know it, without any telling. Girls' faces always tell -on them. They ain't got any backbone. She'll get licked. Well, it's a -kind of a tight place for Becky Thatcher, because there ain't any way -out of it." Tom conned the thing a moment longer, and then added: "All -right, though; she'd like to see me in just such a fix--let her sweat it -out!" - -Tom joined the mob of skylarking scholars outside. In a few moments -the master arrived and school "took in." Tom did not feel a strong -interest in his studies. Every time he stole a glance at the girls' -side of the room Becky's face troubled him. Considering all things, he -did not want to pity her, and yet it was all he could do to help it. He -could get up no exultation that was really worthy the name. Presently -the spelling-book discovery was made, and Tom's mind was entirely full -of his own matters for a while after that. Becky roused up from her -lethargy of distress and showed good interest in the proceedings. She -did not expect that Tom could get out of his trouble by denying that he -spilt the ink on the book himself; and she was right. The denial only -seemed to make the thing worse for Tom. Becky supposed she would be -glad of that, and she tried to believe she was glad of it, but she -found she was not certain. When the worst came to the worst, she had an -impulse to get up and tell on Alfred Temple, but she made an effort and -forced herself to keep still--because, said she to herself, "he'll tell -about me tearing the picture sure. I wouldn't say a word, not to save -his life!" - -Tom took his whipping and went back to his seat not at all -broken-hearted, for he thought it was possible that he had unknowingly -upset the ink on the spelling-book himself, in some skylarking bout--he -had denied it for form's sake and because it was custom, and had stuck -to the denial from principle. - -A whole hour drifted by, the master sat nodding in his throne, the air -was drowsy with the hum of study. By and by, Mr. Dobbins straightened -himself up, yawned, then unlocked his desk, and reached for his book, -but seemed undecided whether to take it out or leave it. Most of the -pupils glanced up languidly, but there were two among them that watched -his movements with intent eyes. Mr. Dobbins fingered his book absently -for a while, then took it out and settled himself in his chair to read! -Tom shot a glance at Becky. He had seen a hunted and helpless rabbit -look as she did, with a gun levelled at its head. Instantly he forgot -his quarrel with her. Quick--something must be done! done in a flash, -too! But the very imminence of the emergency paralyzed his invention. -Good!--he had an inspiration! He would run and snatch the book, spring -through the door and fly. But his resolution shook for one little -instant, and the chance was lost--the master opened the volume. If Tom -only had the wasted opportunity back again! Too late. There was no help -for Becky now, he said. The next moment the master faced the school. -Every eye sank under his gaze. There was that in it which smote even -the innocent with fear. There was silence while one might count ten ---the master was gathering his wrath. Then he spoke: "Who tore this book?" - -There was not a sound. One could have heard a pin drop. The stillness -continued; the master searched face after face for signs of guilt. - -"Benjamin Rogers, did you tear this book?" - -A denial. Another pause. - -"Joseph Harper, did you?" - -Another denial. Tom's uneasiness grew more and more intense under the -slow torture of these proceedings. The master scanned the ranks of -boys--considered a while, then turned to the girls: - -"Amy Lawrence?" - -A shake of the head. - -"Gracie Miller?" - -The same sign. - -"Susan Harper, did you do this?" - -Another negative. The next girl was Becky Thatcher. Tom was trembling -from head to foot with excitement and a sense of the hopelessness of -the situation. - -"Rebecca Thatcher" [Tom glanced at her face--it was white with terror] ---"did you tear--no, look me in the face" [her hands rose in appeal] ---"did you tear this book?" - -A thought shot like lightning through Tom's brain. He sprang to his -feet and shouted--"I done it!" - -The school stared in perplexity at this incredible folly. Tom stood a -moment, to gather his dismembered faculties; and when he stepped -forward to go to his punishment the surprise, the gratitude, the -adoration that shone upon him out of poor Becky's eyes seemed pay -enough for a hundred floggings. Inspired by the splendor of his own -act, he took without an outcry the most merciless flaying that even Mr. -Dobbins had ever administered; and also received with indifference the -added cruelty of a command to remain two hours after school should be -dismissed--for he knew who would wait for him outside till his -captivity was done, and not count the tedious time as loss, either. - -Tom went to bed that night planning vengeance against Alfred Temple; -for with shame and repentance Becky had told him all, not forgetting -her own treachery; but even the longing for vengeance had to give way, -soon, to pleasanter musings, and he fell asleep at last with Becky's -latest words lingering dreamily in his ear-- - -"Tom, how COULD you be so noble!" - - - -CHAPTER XXI - -VACATION was approaching. The schoolmaster, always severe, grew -severer and more exacting than ever, for he wanted the school to make a -good showing on "Examination" day. His rod and his ferule were seldom -idle now--at least among the smaller pupils. Only the biggest boys, and -young ladies of eighteen and twenty, escaped lashing. Mr. Dobbins' -lashings were very vigorous ones, too; for although he carried, under -his wig, a perfectly bald and shiny head, he had only reached middle -age, and there was no sign of feebleness in his muscle. As the great -day approached, all the tyranny that was in him came to the surface; he -seemed to take a vindictive pleasure in punishing the least -shortcomings. The consequence was, that the smaller boys spent their -days in terror and suffering and their nights in plotting revenge. They -threw away no opportunity to do the master a mischief. But he kept -ahead all the time. The retribution that followed every vengeful -success was so sweeping and majestic that the boys always retired from -the field badly worsted. At last they conspired together and hit upon a -plan that promised a dazzling victory. They swore in the sign-painter's -boy, told him the scheme, and asked his help. He had his own reasons -for being delighted, for the master boarded in his father's family and -had given the boy ample cause to hate him. The master's wife would go -on a visit to the country in a few days, and there would be nothing to -interfere with the plan; the master always prepared himself for great -occasions by getting pretty well fuddled, and the sign-painter's boy -said that when the dominie had reached the proper condition on -Examination Evening he would "manage the thing" while he napped in his -chair; then he would have him awakened at the right time and hurried -away to school. - -In the fulness of time the interesting occasion arrived. At eight in -the evening the schoolhouse was brilliantly lighted, and adorned with -wreaths and festoons of foliage and flowers. The master sat throned in -his great chair upon a raised platform, with his blackboard behind him. -He was looking tolerably mellow. Three rows of benches on each side and -six rows in front of him were occupied by the dignitaries of the town -and by the parents of the pupils. To his left, back of the rows of -citizens, was a spacious temporary platform upon which were seated the -scholars who were to take part in the exercises of the evening; rows of -small boys, washed and dressed to an intolerable state of discomfort; -rows of gawky big boys; snowbanks of girls and young ladies clad in -lawn and muslin and conspicuously conscious of their bare arms, their -grandmothers' ancient trinkets, their bits of pink and blue ribbon and -the flowers in their hair. All the rest of the house was filled with -non-participating scholars. - -The exercises began. A very little boy stood up and sheepishly -recited, "You'd scarce expect one of my age to speak in public on the -stage," etc.--accompanying himself with the painfully exact and -spasmodic gestures which a machine might have used--supposing the -machine to be a trifle out of order. But he got through safely, though -cruelly scared, and got a fine round of applause when he made his -manufactured bow and retired. - -A little shamefaced girl lisped, "Mary had a little lamb," etc., -performed a compassion-inspiring curtsy, got her meed of applause, and -sat down flushed and happy. - -Tom Sawyer stepped forward with conceited confidence and soared into -the unquenchable and indestructible "Give me liberty or give me death" -speech, with fine fury and frantic gesticulation, and broke down in the -middle of it. A ghastly stage-fright seized him, his legs quaked under -him and he was like to choke. True, he had the manifest sympathy of the -house but he had the house's silence, too, which was even worse than -its sympathy. The master frowned, and this completed the disaster. Tom -struggled awhile and then retired, utterly defeated. There was a weak -attempt at applause, but it died early. - -"The Boy Stood on the Burning Deck" followed; also "The Assyrian Came -Down," and other declamatory gems. Then there were reading exercises, -and a spelling fight. The meagre Latin class recited with honor. The -prime feature of the evening was in order, now--original "compositions" -by the young ladies. Each in her turn stepped forward to the edge of -the platform, cleared her throat, held up her manuscript (tied with -dainty ribbon), and proceeded to read, with labored attention to -"expression" and punctuation. The themes were the same that had been -illuminated upon similar occasions by their mothers before them, their -grandmothers, and doubtless all their ancestors in the female line -clear back to the Crusades. "Friendship" was one; "Memories of Other -Days"; "Religion in History"; "Dream Land"; "The Advantages of -Culture"; "Forms of Political Government Compared and Contrasted"; -"Melancholy"; "Filial Love"; "Heart Longings," etc., etc. - -A prevalent feature in these compositions was a nursed and petted -melancholy; another was a wasteful and opulent gush of "fine language"; -another was a tendency to lug in by the ears particularly prized words -and phrases until they were worn entirely out; and a peculiarity that -conspicuously marked and marred them was the inveterate and intolerable -sermon that wagged its crippled tail at the end of each and every one -of them. No matter what the subject might be, a brain-racking effort -was made to squirm it into some aspect or other that the moral and -religious mind could contemplate with edification. The glaring -insincerity of these sermons was not sufficient to compass the -banishment of the fashion from the schools, and it is not sufficient -to-day; it never will be sufficient while the world stands, perhaps. -There is no school in all our land where the young ladies do not feel -obliged to close their compositions with a sermon; and you will find -that the sermon of the most frivolous and the least religious girl in -the school is always the longest and the most relentlessly pious. But -enough of this. Homely truth is unpalatable. - -Let us return to the "Examination." The first composition that was -read was one entitled "Is this, then, Life?" Perhaps the reader can -endure an extract from it: - - "In the common walks of life, with what delightful - emotions does the youthful mind look forward to some - anticipated scene of festivity! Imagination is busy - sketching rose-tinted pictures of joy. In fancy, the - voluptuous votary of fashion sees herself amid the - festive throng, 'the observed of all observers.' Her - graceful form, arrayed in snowy robes, is whirling - through the mazes of the joyous dance; her eye is - brightest, her step is lightest in the gay assembly. - - "In such delicious fancies time quickly glides by, - and the welcome hour arrives for her entrance into - the Elysian world, of which she has had such bright - dreams. How fairy-like does everything appear to - her enchanted vision! Each new scene is more charming - than the last. But after a while she finds that - beneath this goodly exterior, all is vanity, the - flattery which once charmed her soul, now grates - harshly upon her ear; the ball-room has lost its - charms; and with wasted health and imbittered heart, - she turns away with the conviction that earthly - pleasures cannot satisfy the longings of the soul!" - -And so forth and so on. There was a buzz of gratification from time to -time during the reading, accompanied by whispered ejaculations of "How -sweet!" "How eloquent!" "So true!" etc., and after the thing had closed -with a peculiarly afflicting sermon the applause was enthusiastic. - -Then arose a slim, melancholy girl, whose face had the "interesting" -paleness that comes of pills and indigestion, and read a "poem." Two -stanzas of it will do: - - "A MISSOURI MAIDEN'S FAREWELL TO ALABAMA - - "Alabama, good-bye! I love thee well! - But yet for a while do I leave thee now! - Sad, yes, sad thoughts of thee my heart doth swell, - And burning recollections throng my brow! - For I have wandered through thy flowery woods; - Have roamed and read near Tallapoosa's stream; - Have listened to Tallassee's warring floods, - And wooed on Coosa's side Aurora's beam. - - "Yet shame I not to bear an o'er-full heart, - Nor blush to turn behind my tearful eyes; - 'Tis from no stranger land I now must part, - 'Tis to no strangers left I yield these sighs. - Welcome and home were mine within this State, - Whose vales I leave--whose spires fade fast from me - And cold must be mine eyes, and heart, and tete, - When, dear Alabama! they turn cold on thee!" - -There were very few there who knew what "tete" meant, but the poem was -very satisfactory, nevertheless. - -Next appeared a dark-complexioned, black-eyed, black-haired young -lady, who paused an impressive moment, assumed a tragic expression, and -began to read in a measured, solemn tone: - - "A VISION - - "Dark and tempestuous was night. Around the - throne on high not a single star quivered; but - the deep intonations of the heavy thunder - constantly vibrated upon the ear; whilst the - terrific lightning revelled in angry mood - through the cloudy chambers of heaven, seeming - to scorn the power exerted over its terror by - the illustrious Franklin! Even the boisterous - winds unanimously came forth from their mystic - homes, and blustered about as if to enhance by - their aid the wildness of the scene. - - "At such a time, so dark, so dreary, for human - sympathy my very spirit sighed; but instead thereof, - - "'My dearest friend, my counsellor, my comforter - and guide--My joy in grief, my second bliss - in joy,' came to my side. She moved like one of - those bright beings pictured in the sunny walks - of fancy's Eden by the romantic and young, a - queen of beauty unadorned save by her own - transcendent loveliness. So soft was her step, it - failed to make even a sound, and but for the - magical thrill imparted by her genial touch, as - other unobtrusive beauties, she would have glided - away un-perceived--unsought. A strange sadness - rested upon her features, like icy tears upon - the robe of December, as she pointed to the - contending elements without, and bade me contemplate - the two beings presented." - -This nightmare occupied some ten pages of manuscript and wound up with -a sermon so destructive of all hope to non-Presbyterians that it took -the first prize. This composition was considered to be the very finest -effort of the evening. The mayor of the village, in delivering the -prize to the author of it, made a warm speech in which he said that it -was by far the most "eloquent" thing he had ever listened to, and that -Daniel Webster himself might well be proud of it. - -It may be remarked, in passing, that the number of compositions in -which the word "beauteous" was over-fondled, and human experience -referred to as "life's page," was up to the usual average. - -Now the master, mellow almost to the verge of geniality, put his chair -aside, turned his back to the audience, and began to draw a map of -America on the blackboard, to exercise the geography class upon. But he -made a sad business of it with his unsteady hand, and a smothered -titter rippled over the house. He knew what the matter was, and set -himself to right it. He sponged out lines and remade them; but he only -distorted them more than ever, and the tittering was more pronounced. -He threw his entire attention upon his work, now, as if determined not -to be put down by the mirth. He felt that all eyes were fastened upon -him; he imagined he was succeeding, and yet the tittering continued; it -even manifestly increased. And well it might. There was a garret above, -pierced with a scuttle over his head; and down through this scuttle -came a cat, suspended around the haunches by a string; she had a rag -tied about her head and jaws to keep her from mewing; as she slowly -descended she curved upward and clawed at the string, she swung -downward and clawed at the intangible air. The tittering rose higher -and higher--the cat was within six inches of the absorbed teacher's -head--down, down, a little lower, and she grabbed his wig with her -desperate claws, clung to it, and was snatched up into the garret in an -instant with her trophy still in her possession! And how the light did -blaze abroad from the master's bald pate--for the sign-painter's boy -had GILDED it! - -That broke up the meeting. The boys were avenged. Vacation had come. - - NOTE:--The pretended "compositions" quoted in - this chapter are taken without alteration from a - volume entitled "Prose and Poetry, by a Western - Lady"--but they are exactly and precisely after - the schoolgirl pattern, and hence are much - happier than any mere imitations could be. - - - -CHAPTER XXII - -TOM joined the new order of Cadets of Temperance, being attracted by -the showy character of their "regalia." He promised to abstain from -smoking, chewing, and profanity as long as he remained a member. Now he -found out a new thing--namely, that to promise not to do a thing is the -surest way in the world to make a body want to go and do that very -thing. Tom soon found himself tormented with a desire to drink and -swear; the desire grew to be so intense that nothing but the hope of a -chance to display himself in his red sash kept him from withdrawing -from the order. Fourth of July was coming; but he soon gave that up ---gave it up before he had worn his shackles over forty-eight hours--and -fixed his hopes upon old Judge Frazer, justice of the peace, who was -apparently on his deathbed and would have a big public funeral, since -he was so high an official. During three days Tom was deeply concerned -about the Judge's condition and hungry for news of it. Sometimes his -hopes ran high--so high that he would venture to get out his regalia -and practise before the looking-glass. But the Judge had a most -discouraging way of fluctuating. At last he was pronounced upon the -mend--and then convalescent. Tom was disgusted; and felt a sense of -injury, too. He handed in his resignation at once--and that night the -Judge suffered a relapse and died. Tom resolved that he would never -trust a man like that again. - -The funeral was a fine thing. The Cadets paraded in a style calculated -to kill the late member with envy. Tom was a free boy again, however ---there was something in that. He could drink and swear, now--but found -to his surprise that he did not want to. The simple fact that he could, -took the desire away, and the charm of it. - -Tom presently wondered to find that his coveted vacation was beginning -to hang a little heavily on his hands. - -He attempted a diary--but nothing happened during three days, and so -he abandoned it. - -The first of all the negro minstrel shows came to town, and made a -sensation. Tom and Joe Harper got up a band of performers and were -happy for two days. - -Even the Glorious Fourth was in some sense a failure, for it rained -hard, there was no procession in consequence, and the greatest man in -the world (as Tom supposed), Mr. Benton, an actual United States -Senator, proved an overwhelming disappointment--for he was not -twenty-five feet high, nor even anywhere in the neighborhood of it. - -A circus came. The boys played circus for three days afterward in -tents made of rag carpeting--admission, three pins for boys, two for -girls--and then circusing was abandoned. - -A phrenologist and a mesmerizer came--and went again and left the -village duller and drearier than ever. - -There were some boys-and-girls' parties, but they were so few and so -delightful that they only made the aching voids between ache the harder. - -Becky Thatcher was gone to her Constantinople home to stay with her -parents during vacation--so there was no bright side to life anywhere. - -The dreadful secret of the murder was a chronic misery. It was a very -cancer for permanency and pain. - -Then came the measles. - -During two long weeks Tom lay a prisoner, dead to the world and its -happenings. He was very ill, he was interested in nothing. When he got -upon his feet at last and moved feebly down-town, a melancholy change -had come over everything and every creature. There had been a -"revival," and everybody had "got religion," not only the adults, but -even the boys and girls. Tom went about, hoping against hope for the -sight of one blessed sinful face, but disappointment crossed him -everywhere. He found Joe Harper studying a Testament, and turned sadly -away from the depressing spectacle. He sought Ben Rogers, and found him -visiting the poor with a basket of tracts. He hunted up Jim Hollis, who -called his attention to the precious blessing of his late measles as a -warning. Every boy he encountered added another ton to his depression; -and when, in desperation, he flew for refuge at last to the bosom of -Huckleberry Finn and was received with a Scriptural quotation, his -heart broke and he crept home and to bed realizing that he alone of all -the town was lost, forever and forever. - -And that night there came on a terrific storm, with driving rain, -awful claps of thunder and blinding sheets of lightning. He covered his -head with the bedclothes and waited in a horror of suspense for his -doom; for he had not the shadow of a doubt that all this hubbub was -about him. He believed he had taxed the forbearance of the powers above -to the extremity of endurance and that this was the result. It might -have seemed to him a waste of pomp and ammunition to kill a bug with a -battery of artillery, but there seemed nothing incongruous about the -getting up such an expensive thunderstorm as this to knock the turf -from under an insect like himself. - -By and by the tempest spent itself and died without accomplishing its -object. The boy's first impulse was to be grateful, and reform. His -second was to wait--for there might not be any more storms. - -The next day the doctors were back; Tom had relapsed. The three weeks -he spent on his back this time seemed an entire age. When he got abroad -at last he was hardly grateful that he had been spared, remembering how -lonely was his estate, how companionless and forlorn he was. He drifted -listlessly down the street and found Jim Hollis acting as judge in a -juvenile court that was trying a cat for murder, in the presence of her -victim, a bird. He found Joe Harper and Huck Finn up an alley eating a -stolen melon. Poor lads! they--like Tom--had suffered a relapse. - - - -CHAPTER XXIII - -AT last the sleepy atmosphere was stirred--and vigorously: the murder -trial came on in the court. It became the absorbing topic of village -talk immediately. Tom could not get away from it. Every reference to -the murder sent a shudder to his heart, for his troubled conscience and -fears almost persuaded him that these remarks were put forth in his -hearing as "feelers"; he did not see how he could be suspected of -knowing anything about the murder, but still he could not be -comfortable in the midst of this gossip. It kept him in a cold shiver -all the time. He took Huck to a lonely place to have a talk with him. -It would be some relief to unseal his tongue for a little while; to -divide his burden of distress with another sufferer. Moreover, he -wanted to assure himself that Huck had remained discreet. - -"Huck, have you ever told anybody about--that?" - -"'Bout what?" - -"You know what." - -"Oh--'course I haven't." - -"Never a word?" - -"Never a solitary word, so help me. What makes you ask?" - -"Well, I was afeard." - -"Why, Tom Sawyer, we wouldn't be alive two days if that got found out. -YOU know that." - -Tom felt more comfortable. After a pause: - -"Huck, they couldn't anybody get you to tell, could they?" - -"Get me to tell? Why, if I wanted that half-breed devil to drownd me -they could get me to tell. They ain't no different way." - -"Well, that's all right, then. I reckon we're safe as long as we keep -mum. But let's swear again, anyway. It's more surer." - -"I'm agreed." - -So they swore again with dread solemnities. - -"What is the talk around, Huck? I've heard a power of it." - -"Talk? Well, it's just Muff Potter, Muff Potter, Muff Potter all the -time. It keeps me in a sweat, constant, so's I want to hide som'ers." - -"That's just the same way they go on round me. I reckon he's a goner. -Don't you feel sorry for him, sometimes?" - -"Most always--most always. He ain't no account; but then he hain't -ever done anything to hurt anybody. Just fishes a little, to get money -to get drunk on--and loafs around considerable; but lord, we all do -that--leastways most of us--preachers and such like. But he's kind of -good--he give me half a fish, once, when there warn't enough for two; -and lots of times he's kind of stood by me when I was out of luck." - -"Well, he's mended kites for me, Huck, and knitted hooks on to my -line. I wish we could get him out of there." - -"My! we couldn't get him out, Tom. And besides, 'twouldn't do any -good; they'd ketch him again." - -"Yes--so they would. But I hate to hear 'em abuse him so like the -dickens when he never done--that." - -"I do too, Tom. Lord, I hear 'em say he's the bloodiest looking -villain in this country, and they wonder he wasn't ever hung before." - -"Yes, they talk like that, all the time. I've heard 'em say that if he -was to get free they'd lynch him." - -"And they'd do it, too." - -The boys had a long talk, but it brought them little comfort. As the -twilight drew on, they found themselves hanging about the neighborhood -of the little isolated jail, perhaps with an undefined hope that -something would happen that might clear away their difficulties. But -nothing happened; there seemed to be no angels or fairies interested in -this luckless captive. - -The boys did as they had often done before--went to the cell grating -and gave Potter some tobacco and matches. He was on the ground floor -and there were no guards. - -His gratitude for their gifts had always smote their consciences -before--it cut deeper than ever, this time. They felt cowardly and -treacherous to the last degree when Potter said: - -"You've been mighty good to me, boys--better'n anybody else in this -town. And I don't forget it, I don't. Often I says to myself, says I, -'I used to mend all the boys' kites and things, and show 'em where the -good fishin' places was, and befriend 'em what I could, and now they've -all forgot old Muff when he's in trouble; but Tom don't, and Huck -don't--THEY don't forget him, says I, 'and I don't forget them.' Well, -boys, I done an awful thing--drunk and crazy at the time--that's the -only way I account for it--and now I got to swing for it, and it's -right. Right, and BEST, too, I reckon--hope so, anyway. Well, we won't -talk about that. I don't want to make YOU feel bad; you've befriended -me. But what I want to say, is, don't YOU ever get drunk--then you won't -ever get here. Stand a litter furder west--so--that's it; it's a prime -comfort to see faces that's friendly when a body's in such a muck of -trouble, and there don't none come here but yourn. Good friendly -faces--good friendly faces. Git up on one another's backs and let me -touch 'em. That's it. Shake hands--yourn'll come through the bars, but -mine's too big. Little hands, and weak--but they've helped Muff Potter -a power, and they'd help him more if they could." - -Tom went home miserable, and his dreams that night were full of -horrors. The next day and the day after, he hung about the court-room, -drawn by an almost irresistible impulse to go in, but forcing himself -to stay out. Huck was having the same experience. They studiously -avoided each other. Each wandered away, from time to time, but the same -dismal fascination always brought them back presently. Tom kept his -ears open when idlers sauntered out of the court-room, but invariably -heard distressing news--the toils were closing more and more -relentlessly around poor Potter. At the end of the second day the -village talk was to the effect that Injun Joe's evidence stood firm and -unshaken, and that there was not the slightest question as to what the -jury's verdict would be. - -Tom was out late, that night, and came to bed through the window. He -was in a tremendous state of excitement. It was hours before he got to -sleep. All the village flocked to the court-house the next morning, for -this was to be the great day. Both sexes were about equally represented -in the packed audience. After a long wait the jury filed in and took -their places; shortly afterward, Potter, pale and haggard, timid and -hopeless, was brought in, with chains upon him, and seated where all -the curious eyes could stare at him; no less conspicuous was Injun Joe, -stolid as ever. There was another pause, and then the judge arrived and -the sheriff proclaimed the opening of the court. The usual whisperings -among the lawyers and gathering together of papers followed. These -details and accompanying delays worked up an atmosphere of preparation -that was as impressive as it was fascinating. - -Now a witness was called who testified that he found Muff Potter -washing in the brook, at an early hour of the morning that the murder -was discovered, and that he immediately sneaked away. After some -further questioning, counsel for the prosecution said: - -"Take the witness." - -The prisoner raised his eyes for a moment, but dropped them again when -his own counsel said: - -"I have no questions to ask him." - -The next witness proved the finding of the knife near the corpse. -Counsel for the prosecution said: - -"Take the witness." - -"I have no questions to ask him," Potter's lawyer replied. - -A third witness swore he had often seen the knife in Potter's -possession. - -"Take the witness." - -Counsel for Potter declined to question him. The faces of the audience -began to betray annoyance. Did this attorney mean to throw away his -client's life without an effort? - -Several witnesses deposed concerning Potter's guilty behavior when -brought to the scene of the murder. They were allowed to leave the -stand without being cross-questioned. - -Every detail of the damaging circumstances that occurred in the -graveyard upon that morning which all present remembered so well was -brought out by credible witnesses, but none of them were cross-examined -by Potter's lawyer. The perplexity and dissatisfaction of the house -expressed itself in murmurs and provoked a reproof from the bench. -Counsel for the prosecution now said: - -"By the oaths of citizens whose simple word is above suspicion, we -have fastened this awful crime, beyond all possibility of question, -upon the unhappy prisoner at the bar. We rest our case here." - -A groan escaped from poor Potter, and he put his face in his hands and -rocked his body softly to and fro, while a painful silence reigned in -the court-room. Many men were moved, and many women's compassion -testified itself in tears. Counsel for the defence rose and said: - -"Your honor, in our remarks at the opening of this trial, we -foreshadowed our purpose to prove that our client did this fearful deed -while under the influence of a blind and irresponsible delirium -produced by drink. We have changed our mind. We shall not offer that -plea." [Then to the clerk:] "Call Thomas Sawyer!" - -A puzzled amazement awoke in every face in the house, not even -excepting Potter's. Every eye fastened itself with wondering interest -upon Tom as he rose and took his place upon the stand. The boy looked -wild enough, for he was badly scared. The oath was administered. - -"Thomas Sawyer, where were you on the seventeenth of June, about the -hour of midnight?" - -Tom glanced at Injun Joe's iron face and his tongue failed him. The -audience listened breathless, but the words refused to come. After a -few moments, however, the boy got a little of his strength back, and -managed to put enough of it into his voice to make part of the house -hear: - -"In the graveyard!" - -"A little bit louder, please. Don't be afraid. You were--" - -"In the graveyard." - -A contemptuous smile flitted across Injun Joe's face. - -"Were you anywhere near Horse Williams' grave?" - -"Yes, sir." - -"Speak up--just a trifle louder. How near were you?" - -"Near as I am to you." - -"Were you hidden, or not?" - -"I was hid." - -"Where?" - -"Behind the elms that's on the edge of the grave." - -Injun Joe gave a barely perceptible start. - -"Any one with you?" - -"Yes, sir. I went there with--" - -"Wait--wait a moment. Never mind mentioning your companion's name. We -will produce him at the proper time. Did you carry anything there with -you." - -Tom hesitated and looked confused. - -"Speak out, my boy--don't be diffident. The truth is always -respectable. What did you take there?" - -"Only a--a--dead cat." - -There was a ripple of mirth, which the court checked. - -"We will produce the skeleton of that cat. Now, my boy, tell us -everything that occurred--tell it in your own way--don't skip anything, -and don't be afraid." - -Tom began--hesitatingly at first, but as he warmed to his subject his -words flowed more and more easily; in a little while every sound ceased -but his own voice; every eye fixed itself upon him; with parted lips -and bated breath the audience hung upon his words, taking no note of -time, rapt in the ghastly fascinations of the tale. The strain upon -pent emotion reached its climax when the boy said: - -"--and as the doctor fetched the board around and Muff Potter fell, -Injun Joe jumped with the knife and--" - -Crash! Quick as lightning the half-breed sprang for a window, tore his -way through all opposers, and was gone! - - - -CHAPTER XXIV - -TOM was a glittering hero once more--the pet of the old, the envy of -the young. His name even went into immortal print, for the village -paper magnified him. There were some that believed he would be -President, yet, if he escaped hanging. - -As usual, the fickle, unreasoning world took Muff Potter to its bosom -and fondled him as lavishly as it had abused him before. But that sort -of conduct is to the world's credit; therefore it is not well to find -fault with it. - -Tom's days were days of splendor and exultation to him, but his nights -were seasons of horror. Injun Joe infested all his dreams, and always -with doom in his eye. Hardly any temptation could persuade the boy to -stir abroad after nightfall. Poor Huck was in the same state of -wretchedness and terror, for Tom had told the whole story to the lawyer -the night before the great day of the trial, and Huck was sore afraid -that his share in the business might leak out, yet, notwithstanding -Injun Joe's flight had saved him the suffering of testifying in court. -The poor fellow had got the attorney to promise secrecy, but what of -that? Since Tom's harassed conscience had managed to drive him to the -lawyer's house by night and wring a dread tale from lips that had been -sealed with the dismalest and most formidable of oaths, Huck's -confidence in the human race was well-nigh obliterated. - -Daily Muff Potter's gratitude made Tom glad he had spoken; but nightly -he wished he had sealed up his tongue. - -Half the time Tom was afraid Injun Joe would never be captured; the -other half he was afraid he would be. He felt sure he never could draw -a safe breath again until that man was dead and he had seen the corpse. - -Rewards had been offered, the country had been scoured, but no Injun -Joe was found. One of those omniscient and awe-inspiring marvels, a -detective, came up from St. Louis, moused around, shook his head, -looked wise, and made that sort of astounding success which members of -that craft usually achieve. That is to say, he "found a clew." But you -can't hang a "clew" for murder, and so after that detective had got -through and gone home, Tom felt just as insecure as he was before. - -The slow days drifted on, and each left behind it a slightly lightened -weight of apprehension. - - - -CHAPTER XXV - -THERE comes a time in every rightly-constructed boy's life when he has -a raging desire to go somewhere and dig for hidden treasure. This -desire suddenly came upon Tom one day. He sallied out to find Joe -Harper, but failed of success. Next he sought Ben Rogers; he had gone -fishing. Presently he stumbled upon Huck Finn the Red-Handed. Huck -would answer. Tom took him to a private place and opened the matter to -him confidentially. Huck was willing. Huck was always willing to take a -hand in any enterprise that offered entertainment and required no -capital, for he had a troublesome superabundance of that sort of time -which is not money. "Where'll we dig?" said Huck. - -"Oh, most anywhere." - -"Why, is it hid all around?" - -"No, indeed it ain't. It's hid in mighty particular places, Huck ---sometimes on islands, sometimes in rotten chests under the end of a -limb of an old dead tree, just where the shadow falls at midnight; but -mostly under the floor in ha'nted houses." - -"Who hides it?" - -"Why, robbers, of course--who'd you reckon? Sunday-school -sup'rintendents?" - -"I don't know. If 'twas mine I wouldn't hide it; I'd spend it and have -a good time." - -"So would I. But robbers don't do that way. They always hide it and -leave it there." - -"Don't they come after it any more?" - -"No, they think they will, but they generally forget the marks, or -else they die. Anyway, it lays there a long time and gets rusty; and by -and by somebody finds an old yellow paper that tells how to find the -marks--a paper that's got to be ciphered over about a week because it's -mostly signs and hy'roglyphics." - -"Hyro--which?" - -"Hy'roglyphics--pictures and things, you know, that don't seem to mean -anything." - -"Have you got one of them papers, Tom?" - -"No." - -"Well then, how you going to find the marks?" - -"I don't want any marks. They always bury it under a ha'nted house or -on an island, or under a dead tree that's got one limb sticking out. -Well, we've tried Jackson's Island a little, and we can try it again -some time; and there's the old ha'nted house up the Still-House branch, -and there's lots of dead-limb trees--dead loads of 'em." - -"Is it under all of them?" - -"How you talk! No!" - -"Then how you going to know which one to go for?" - -"Go for all of 'em!" - -"Why, Tom, it'll take all summer." - -"Well, what of that? Suppose you find a brass pot with a hundred -dollars in it, all rusty and gray, or rotten chest full of di'monds. -How's that?" - -Huck's eyes glowed. - -"That's bully. Plenty bully enough for me. Just you gimme the hundred -dollars and I don't want no di'monds." - -"All right. But I bet you I ain't going to throw off on di'monds. Some -of 'em's worth twenty dollars apiece--there ain't any, hardly, but's -worth six bits or a dollar." - -"No! Is that so?" - -"Cert'nly--anybody'll tell you so. Hain't you ever seen one, Huck?" - -"Not as I remember." - -"Oh, kings have slathers of them." - -"Well, I don' know no kings, Tom." - -"I reckon you don't. But if you was to go to Europe you'd see a raft -of 'em hopping around." - -"Do they hop?" - -"Hop?--your granny! No!" - -"Well, what did you say they did, for?" - -"Shucks, I only meant you'd SEE 'em--not hopping, of course--what do -they want to hop for?--but I mean you'd just see 'em--scattered around, -you know, in a kind of a general way. Like that old humpbacked Richard." - -"Richard? What's his other name?" - -"He didn't have any other name. Kings don't have any but a given name." - -"No?" - -"But they don't." - -"Well, if they like it, Tom, all right; but I don't want to be a king -and have only just a given name, like a nigger. But say--where you -going to dig first?" - -"Well, I don't know. S'pose we tackle that old dead-limb tree on the -hill t'other side of Still-House branch?" - -"I'm agreed." - -So they got a crippled pick and a shovel, and set out on their -three-mile tramp. They arrived hot and panting, and threw themselves -down in the shade of a neighboring elm to rest and have a smoke. - -"I like this," said Tom. - -"So do I." - -"Say, Huck, if we find a treasure here, what you going to do with your -share?" - -"Well, I'll have pie and a glass of soda every day, and I'll go to -every circus that comes along. I bet I'll have a gay time." - -"Well, ain't you going to save any of it?" - -"Save it? What for?" - -"Why, so as to have something to live on, by and by." - -"Oh, that ain't any use. Pap would come back to thish-yer town some -day and get his claws on it if I didn't hurry up, and I tell you he'd -clean it out pretty quick. What you going to do with yourn, Tom?" - -"I'm going to buy a new drum, and a sure-'nough sword, and a red -necktie and a bull pup, and get married." - -"Married!" - -"That's it." - -"Tom, you--why, you ain't in your right mind." - -"Wait--you'll see." - -"Well, that's the foolishest thing you could do. Look at pap and my -mother. Fight! Why, they used to fight all the time. I remember, mighty -well." - -"That ain't anything. The girl I'm going to marry won't fight." - -"Tom, I reckon they're all alike. They'll all comb a body. Now you -better think 'bout this awhile. I tell you you better. What's the name -of the gal?" - -"It ain't a gal at all--it's a girl." - -"It's all the same, I reckon; some says gal, some says girl--both's -right, like enough. Anyway, what's her name, Tom?" - -"I'll tell you some time--not now." - -"All right--that'll do. Only if you get married I'll be more lonesomer -than ever." - -"No you won't. You'll come and live with me. Now stir out of this and -we'll go to digging." - -They worked and sweated for half an hour. No result. They toiled -another half-hour. Still no result. Huck said: - -"Do they always bury it as deep as this?" - -"Sometimes--not always. Not generally. I reckon we haven't got the -right place." - -So they chose a new spot and began again. The labor dragged a little, -but still they made progress. They pegged away in silence for some -time. Finally Huck leaned on his shovel, swabbed the beaded drops from -his brow with his sleeve, and said: - -"Where you going to dig next, after we get this one?" - -"I reckon maybe we'll tackle the old tree that's over yonder on -Cardiff Hill back of the widow's." - -"I reckon that'll be a good one. But won't the widow take it away from -us, Tom? It's on her land." - -"SHE take it away! Maybe she'd like to try it once. Whoever finds one -of these hid treasures, it belongs to him. It don't make any difference -whose land it's on." - -That was satisfactory. The work went on. By and by Huck said: - -"Blame it, we must be in the wrong place again. What do you think?" - -"It is mighty curious, Huck. I don't understand it. Sometimes witches -interfere. I reckon maybe that's what's the trouble now." - -"Shucks! Witches ain't got no power in the daytime." - -"Well, that's so. I didn't think of that. Oh, I know what the matter -is! What a blamed lot of fools we are! You got to find out where the -shadow of the limb falls at midnight, and that's where you dig!" - -"Then consound it, we've fooled away all this work for nothing. Now -hang it all, we got to come back in the night. It's an awful long way. -Can you get out?" - -"I bet I will. We've got to do it to-night, too, because if somebody -sees these holes they'll know in a minute what's here and they'll go -for it." - -"Well, I'll come around and maow to-night." - -"All right. Let's hide the tools in the bushes." - -The boys were there that night, about the appointed time. They sat in -the shadow waiting. It was a lonely place, and an hour made solemn by -old traditions. Spirits whispered in the rustling leaves, ghosts lurked -in the murky nooks, the deep baying of a hound floated up out of the -distance, an owl answered with his sepulchral note. The boys were -subdued by these solemnities, and talked little. By and by they judged -that twelve had come; they marked where the shadow fell, and began to -dig. Their hopes commenced to rise. Their interest grew stronger, and -their industry kept pace with it. The hole deepened and still deepened, -but every time their hearts jumped to hear the pick strike upon -something, they only suffered a new disappointment. It was only a stone -or a chunk. At last Tom said: - -"It ain't any use, Huck, we're wrong again." - -"Well, but we CAN'T be wrong. We spotted the shadder to a dot." - -"I know it, but then there's another thing." - -"What's that?". - -"Why, we only guessed at the time. Like enough it was too late or too -early." - -Huck dropped his shovel. - -"That's it," said he. "That's the very trouble. We got to give this -one up. We can't ever tell the right time, and besides this kind of -thing's too awful, here this time of night with witches and ghosts -a-fluttering around so. I feel as if something's behind me all the time; -and I'm afeard to turn around, becuz maybe there's others in front -a-waiting for a chance. I been creeping all over, ever since I got here." - -"Well, I've been pretty much so, too, Huck. They most always put in a -dead man when they bury a treasure under a tree, to look out for it." - -"Lordy!" - -"Yes, they do. I've always heard that." - -"Tom, I don't like to fool around much where there's dead people. A -body's bound to get into trouble with 'em, sure." - -"I don't like to stir 'em up, either. S'pose this one here was to -stick his skull out and say something!" - -"Don't Tom! It's awful." - -"Well, it just is. Huck, I don't feel comfortable a bit." - -"Say, Tom, let's give this place up, and try somewheres else." - -"All right, I reckon we better." - -"What'll it be?" - -Tom considered awhile; and then said: - -"The ha'nted house. That's it!" - -"Blame it, I don't like ha'nted houses, Tom. Why, they're a dern sight -worse'n dead people. Dead people might talk, maybe, but they don't come -sliding around in a shroud, when you ain't noticing, and peep over your -shoulder all of a sudden and grit their teeth, the way a ghost does. I -couldn't stand such a thing as that, Tom--nobody could." - -"Yes, but, Huck, ghosts don't travel around only at night. They won't -hender us from digging there in the daytime." - -"Well, that's so. But you know mighty well people don't go about that -ha'nted house in the day nor the night." - -"Well, that's mostly because they don't like to go where a man's been -murdered, anyway--but nothing's ever been seen around that house except -in the night--just some blue lights slipping by the windows--no regular -ghosts." - -"Well, where you see one of them blue lights flickering around, Tom, -you can bet there's a ghost mighty close behind it. It stands to -reason. Becuz you know that they don't anybody but ghosts use 'em." - -"Yes, that's so. But anyway they don't come around in the daytime, so -what's the use of our being afeard?" - -"Well, all right. We'll tackle the ha'nted house if you say so--but I -reckon it's taking chances." - -They had started down the hill by this time. There in the middle of -the moonlit valley below them stood the "ha'nted" house, utterly -isolated, its fences gone long ago, rank weeds smothering the very -doorsteps, the chimney crumbled to ruin, the window-sashes vacant, a -corner of the roof caved in. The boys gazed awhile, half expecting to -see a blue light flit past a window; then talking in a low tone, as -befitted the time and the circumstances, they struck far off to the -right, to give the haunted house a wide berth, and took their way -homeward through the woods that adorned the rearward side of Cardiff -Hill. - - - -CHAPTER XXVI - -ABOUT noon the next day the boys arrived at the dead tree; they had -come for their tools. Tom was impatient to go to the haunted house; -Huck was measurably so, also--but suddenly said: - -"Lookyhere, Tom, do you know what day it is?" - -Tom mentally ran over the days of the week, and then quickly lifted -his eyes with a startled look in them-- - -"My! I never once thought of it, Huck!" - -"Well, I didn't neither, but all at once it popped onto me that it was -Friday." - -"Blame it, a body can't be too careful, Huck. We might 'a' got into an -awful scrape, tackling such a thing on a Friday." - -"MIGHT! Better say we WOULD! There's some lucky days, maybe, but -Friday ain't." - -"Any fool knows that. I don't reckon YOU was the first that found it -out, Huck." - -"Well, I never said I was, did I? And Friday ain't all, neither. I had -a rotten bad dream last night--dreampt about rats." - -"No! Sure sign of trouble. Did they fight?" - -"No." - -"Well, that's good, Huck. When they don't fight it's only a sign that -there's trouble around, you know. All we got to do is to look mighty -sharp and keep out of it. We'll drop this thing for to-day, and play. -Do you know Robin Hood, Huck?" - -"No. Who's Robin Hood?" - -"Why, he was one of the greatest men that was ever in England--and the -best. He was a robber." - -"Cracky, I wisht I was. Who did he rob?" - -"Only sheriffs and bishops and rich people and kings, and such like. -But he never bothered the poor. He loved 'em. He always divided up with -'em perfectly square." - -"Well, he must 'a' been a brick." - -"I bet you he was, Huck. Oh, he was the noblest man that ever was. -They ain't any such men now, I can tell you. He could lick any man in -England, with one hand tied behind him; and he could take his yew bow -and plug a ten-cent piece every time, a mile and a half." - -"What's a YEW bow?" - -"I don't know. It's some kind of a bow, of course. And if he hit that -dime only on the edge he would set down and cry--and curse. But we'll -play Robin Hood--it's nobby fun. I'll learn you." - -"I'm agreed." - -So they played Robin Hood all the afternoon, now and then casting a -yearning eye down upon the haunted house and passing a remark about the -morrow's prospects and possibilities there. As the sun began to sink -into the west they took their way homeward athwart the long shadows of -the trees and soon were buried from sight in the forests of Cardiff -Hill. - -On Saturday, shortly after noon, the boys were at the dead tree again. -They had a smoke and a chat in the shade, and then dug a little in -their last hole, not with great hope, but merely because Tom said there -were so many cases where people had given up a treasure after getting -down within six inches of it, and then somebody else had come along and -turned it up with a single thrust of a shovel. The thing failed this -time, however, so the boys shouldered their tools and went away feeling -that they had not trifled with fortune, but had fulfilled all the -requirements that belong to the business of treasure-hunting. - -When they reached the haunted house there was something so weird and -grisly about the dead silence that reigned there under the baking sun, -and something so depressing about the loneliness and desolation of the -place, that they were afraid, for a moment, to venture in. Then they -crept to the door and took a trembling peep. They saw a weed-grown, -floorless room, unplastered, an ancient fireplace, vacant windows, a -ruinous staircase; and here, there, and everywhere hung ragged and -abandoned cobwebs. They presently entered, softly, with quickened -pulses, talking in whispers, ears alert to catch the slightest sound, -and muscles tense and ready for instant retreat. - -In a little while familiarity modified their fears and they gave the -place a critical and interested examination, rather admiring their own -boldness, and wondering at it, too. Next they wanted to look up-stairs. -This was something like cutting off retreat, but they got to daring -each other, and of course there could be but one result--they threw -their tools into a corner and made the ascent. Up there were the same -signs of decay. In one corner they found a closet that promised -mystery, but the promise was a fraud--there was nothing in it. Their -courage was up now and well in hand. They were about to go down and -begin work when-- - -"Sh!" said Tom. - -"What is it?" whispered Huck, blanching with fright. - -"Sh!... There!... Hear it?" - -"Yes!... Oh, my! Let's run!" - -"Keep still! Don't you budge! They're coming right toward the door." - -The boys stretched themselves upon the floor with their eyes to -knot-holes in the planking, and lay waiting, in a misery of fear. - -"They've stopped.... No--coming.... Here they are. Don't whisper -another word, Huck. My goodness, I wish I was out of this!" - -Two men entered. Each boy said to himself: "There's the old deaf and -dumb Spaniard that's been about town once or twice lately--never saw -t'other man before." - -"T'other" was a ragged, unkempt creature, with nothing very pleasant -in his face. The Spaniard was wrapped in a serape; he had bushy white -whiskers; long white hair flowed from under his sombrero, and he wore -green goggles. When they came in, "t'other" was talking in a low voice; -they sat down on the ground, facing the door, with their backs to the -wall, and the speaker continued his remarks. His manner became less -guarded and his words more distinct as he proceeded: - -"No," said he, "I've thought it all over, and I don't like it. It's -dangerous." - -"Dangerous!" grunted the "deaf and dumb" Spaniard--to the vast -surprise of the boys. "Milksop!" - -This voice made the boys gasp and quake. It was Injun Joe's! There was -silence for some time. Then Joe said: - -"What's any more dangerous than that job up yonder--but nothing's come -of it." - -"That's different. Away up the river so, and not another house about. -'Twon't ever be known that we tried, anyway, long as we didn't succeed." - -"Well, what's more dangerous than coming here in the daytime!--anybody -would suspicion us that saw us." - -"I know that. But there warn't any other place as handy after that -fool of a job. I want to quit this shanty. I wanted to yesterday, only -it warn't any use trying to stir out of here, with those infernal boys -playing over there on the hill right in full view." - -"Those infernal boys" quaked again under the inspiration of this -remark, and thought how lucky it was that they had remembered it was -Friday and concluded to wait a day. They wished in their hearts they -had waited a year. - -The two men got out some food and made a luncheon. After a long and -thoughtful silence, Injun Joe said: - -"Look here, lad--you go back up the river where you belong. Wait there -till you hear from me. I'll take the chances on dropping into this town -just once more, for a look. We'll do that 'dangerous' job after I've -spied around a little and think things look well for it. Then for -Texas! We'll leg it together!" - -This was satisfactory. Both men presently fell to yawning, and Injun -Joe said: - -"I'm dead for sleep! It's your turn to watch." - -He curled down in the weeds and soon began to snore. His comrade -stirred him once or twice and he became quiet. Presently the watcher -began to nod; his head drooped lower and lower, both men began to snore -now. - -The boys drew a long, grateful breath. Tom whispered: - -"Now's our chance--come!" - -Huck said: - -"I can't--I'd die if they was to wake." - -Tom urged--Huck held back. At last Tom rose slowly and softly, and -started alone. But the first step he made wrung such a hideous creak -from the crazy floor that he sank down almost dead with fright. He -never made a second attempt. The boys lay there counting the dragging -moments till it seemed to them that time must be done and eternity -growing gray; and then they were grateful to note that at last the sun -was setting. - -Now one snore ceased. Injun Joe sat up, stared around--smiled grimly -upon his comrade, whose head was drooping upon his knees--stirred him -up with his foot and said: - -"Here! YOU'RE a watchman, ain't you! All right, though--nothing's -happened." - -"My! have I been asleep?" - -"Oh, partly, partly. Nearly time for us to be moving, pard. What'll we -do with what little swag we've got left?" - -"I don't know--leave it here as we've always done, I reckon. No use to -take it away till we start south. Six hundred and fifty in silver's -something to carry." - -"Well--all right--it won't matter to come here once more." - -"No--but I'd say come in the night as we used to do--it's better." - -"Yes: but look here; it may be a good while before I get the right -chance at that job; accidents might happen; 'tain't in such a very good -place; we'll just regularly bury it--and bury it deep." - -"Good idea," said the comrade, who walked across the room, knelt down, -raised one of the rearward hearth-stones and took out a bag that -jingled pleasantly. He subtracted from it twenty or thirty dollars for -himself and as much for Injun Joe, and passed the bag to the latter, -who was on his knees in the corner, now, digging with his bowie-knife. - -The boys forgot all their fears, all their miseries in an instant. -With gloating eyes they watched every movement. Luck!--the splendor of -it was beyond all imagination! Six hundred dollars was money enough to -make half a dozen boys rich! Here was treasure-hunting under the -happiest auspices--there would not be any bothersome uncertainty as to -where to dig. They nudged each other every moment--eloquent nudges and -easily understood, for they simply meant--"Oh, but ain't you glad NOW -we're here!" - -Joe's knife struck upon something. - -"Hello!" said he. - -"What is it?" said his comrade. - -"Half-rotten plank--no, it's a box, I believe. Here--bear a hand and -we'll see what it's here for. Never mind, I've broke a hole." - -He reached his hand in and drew it out-- - -"Man, it's money!" - -The two men examined the handful of coins. They were gold. The boys -above were as excited as themselves, and as delighted. - -Joe's comrade said: - -"We'll make quick work of this. There's an old rusty pick over amongst -the weeds in the corner the other side of the fireplace--I saw it a -minute ago." - -He ran and brought the boys' pick and shovel. Injun Joe took the pick, -looked it over critically, shook his head, muttered something to -himself, and then began to use it. The box was soon unearthed. It was -not very large; it was iron bound and had been very strong before the -slow years had injured it. The men contemplated the treasure awhile in -blissful silence. - -"Pard, there's thousands of dollars here," said Injun Joe. - -"'Twas always said that Murrel's gang used to be around here one -summer," the stranger observed. - -"I know it," said Injun Joe; "and this looks like it, I should say." - -"Now you won't need to do that job." - -The half-breed frowned. Said he: - -"You don't know me. Least you don't know all about that thing. 'Tain't -robbery altogether--it's REVENGE!" and a wicked light flamed in his -eyes. "I'll need your help in it. When it's finished--then Texas. Go -home to your Nance and your kids, and stand by till you hear from me." - -"Well--if you say so; what'll we do with this--bury it again?" - -"Yes. [Ravishing delight overhead.] NO! by the great Sachem, no! -[Profound distress overhead.] I'd nearly forgot. That pick had fresh -earth on it! [The boys were sick with terror in a moment.] What -business has a pick and a shovel here? What business with fresh earth -on them? Who brought them here--and where are they gone? Have you heard -anybody?--seen anybody? What! bury it again and leave them to come and -see the ground disturbed? Not exactly--not exactly. We'll take it to my -den." - -"Why, of course! Might have thought of that before. You mean Number -One?" - -"No--Number Two--under the cross. The other place is bad--too common." - -"All right. It's nearly dark enough to start." - -Injun Joe got up and went about from window to window cautiously -peeping out. Presently he said: - -"Who could have brought those tools here? Do you reckon they can be -up-stairs?" - -The boys' breath forsook them. Injun Joe put his hand on his knife, -halted a moment, undecided, and then turned toward the stairway. The -boys thought of the closet, but their strength was gone. The steps came -creaking up the stairs--the intolerable distress of the situation woke -the stricken resolution of the lads--they were about to spring for the -closet, when there was a crash of rotten timbers and Injun Joe landed -on the ground amid the debris of the ruined stairway. He gathered -himself up cursing, and his comrade said: - -"Now what's the use of all that? If it's anybody, and they're up -there, let them STAY there--who cares? If they want to jump down, now, -and get into trouble, who objects? It will be dark in fifteen minutes ---and then let them follow us if they want to. I'm willing. In my -opinion, whoever hove those things in here caught a sight of us and -took us for ghosts or devils or something. I'll bet they're running -yet." - -Joe grumbled awhile; then he agreed with his friend that what daylight -was left ought to be economized in getting things ready for leaving. -Shortly afterward they slipped out of the house in the deepening -twilight, and moved toward the river with their precious box. - -Tom and Huck rose up, weak but vastly relieved, and stared after them -through the chinks between the logs of the house. Follow? Not they. -They were content to reach ground again without broken necks, and take -the townward track over the hill. They did not talk much. They were too -much absorbed in hating themselves--hating the ill luck that made them -take the spade and the pick there. But for that, Injun Joe never would -have suspected. He would have hidden the silver with the gold to wait -there till his "revenge" was satisfied, and then he would have had the -misfortune to find that money turn up missing. Bitter, bitter luck that -the tools were ever brought there! - -They resolved to keep a lookout for that Spaniard when he should come -to town spying out for chances to do his revengeful job, and follow him -to "Number Two," wherever that might be. Then a ghastly thought -occurred to Tom. - -"Revenge? What if he means US, Huck!" - -"Oh, don't!" said Huck, nearly fainting. - -They talked it all over, and as they entered town they agreed to -believe that he might possibly mean somebody else--at least that he -might at least mean nobody but Tom, since only Tom had testified. - -Very, very small comfort it was to Tom to be alone in danger! Company -would be a palpable improvement, he thought. - - - -CHAPTER XXVII - -THE adventure of the day mightily tormented Tom's dreams that night. -Four times he had his hands on that rich treasure and four times it -wasted to nothingness in his fingers as sleep forsook him and -wakefulness brought back the hard reality of his misfortune. As he lay -in the early morning recalling the incidents of his great adventure, he -noticed that they seemed curiously subdued and far away--somewhat as if -they had happened in another world, or in a time long gone by. Then it -occurred to him that the great adventure itself must be a dream! There -was one very strong argument in favor of this idea--namely, that the -quantity of coin he had seen was too vast to be real. He had never seen -as much as fifty dollars in one mass before, and he was like all boys -of his age and station in life, in that he imagined that all references -to "hundreds" and "thousands" were mere fanciful forms of speech, and -that no such sums really existed in the world. He never had supposed -for a moment that so large a sum as a hundred dollars was to be found -in actual money in any one's possession. If his notions of hidden -treasure had been analyzed, they would have been found to consist of a -handful of real dimes and a bushel of vague, splendid, ungraspable -dollars. - -But the incidents of his adventure grew sensibly sharper and clearer -under the attrition of thinking them over, and so he presently found -himself leaning to the impression that the thing might not have been a -dream, after all. This uncertainty must be swept away. He would snatch -a hurried breakfast and go and find Huck. Huck was sitting on the -gunwale of a flatboat, listlessly dangling his feet in the water and -looking very melancholy. Tom concluded to let Huck lead up to the -subject. If he did not do it, then the adventure would be proved to -have been only a dream. - -"Hello, Huck!" - -"Hello, yourself." - -Silence, for a minute. - -"Tom, if we'd 'a' left the blame tools at the dead tree, we'd 'a' got -the money. Oh, ain't it awful!" - -"'Tain't a dream, then, 'tain't a dream! Somehow I most wish it was. -Dog'd if I don't, Huck." - -"What ain't a dream?" - -"Oh, that thing yesterday. I been half thinking it was." - -"Dream! If them stairs hadn't broke down you'd 'a' seen how much dream -it was! I've had dreams enough all night--with that patch-eyed Spanish -devil going for me all through 'em--rot him!" - -"No, not rot him. FIND him! Track the money!" - -"Tom, we'll never find him. A feller don't have only one chance for -such a pile--and that one's lost. I'd feel mighty shaky if I was to see -him, anyway." - -"Well, so'd I; but I'd like to see him, anyway--and track him out--to -his Number Two." - -"Number Two--yes, that's it. I been thinking 'bout that. But I can't -make nothing out of it. What do you reckon it is?" - -"I dono. It's too deep. Say, Huck--maybe it's the number of a house!" - -"Goody!... No, Tom, that ain't it. If it is, it ain't in this -one-horse town. They ain't no numbers here." - -"Well, that's so. Lemme think a minute. Here--it's the number of a -room--in a tavern, you know!" - -"Oh, that's the trick! They ain't only two taverns. We can find out -quick." - -"You stay here, Huck, till I come." - -Tom was off at once. He did not care to have Huck's company in public -places. He was gone half an hour. He found that in the best tavern, No. -2 had long been occupied by a young lawyer, and was still so occupied. -In the less ostentatious house, No. 2 was a mystery. The -tavern-keeper's young son said it was kept locked all the time, and he -never saw anybody go into it or come out of it except at night; he did -not know any particular reason for this state of things; had had some -little curiosity, but it was rather feeble; had made the most of the -mystery by entertaining himself with the idea that that room was -"ha'nted"; had noticed that there was a light in there the night before. - -"That's what I've found out, Huck. I reckon that's the very No. 2 -we're after." - -"I reckon it is, Tom. Now what you going to do?" - -"Lemme think." - -Tom thought a long time. Then he said: - -"I'll tell you. The back door of that No. 2 is the door that comes out -into that little close alley between the tavern and the old rattle trap -of a brick store. Now you get hold of all the door-keys you can find, -and I'll nip all of auntie's, and the first dark night we'll go there -and try 'em. And mind you, keep a lookout for Injun Joe, because he -said he was going to drop into town and spy around once more for a -chance to get his revenge. If you see him, you just follow him; and if -he don't go to that No. 2, that ain't the place." - -"Lordy, I don't want to foller him by myself!" - -"Why, it'll be night, sure. He mightn't ever see you--and if he did, -maybe he'd never think anything." - -"Well, if it's pretty dark I reckon I'll track him. I dono--I dono. -I'll try." - -"You bet I'll follow him, if it's dark, Huck. Why, he might 'a' found -out he couldn't get his revenge, and be going right after that money." - -"It's so, Tom, it's so. I'll foller him; I will, by jingoes!" - -"Now you're TALKING! Don't you ever weaken, Huck, and I won't." - - - -CHAPTER XXVIII - -THAT night Tom and Huck were ready for their adventure. They hung -about the neighborhood of the tavern until after nine, one watching the -alley at a distance and the other the tavern door. Nobody entered the -alley or left it; nobody resembling the Spaniard entered or left the -tavern door. The night promised to be a fair one; so Tom went home with -the understanding that if a considerable degree of darkness came on, -Huck was to come and "maow," whereupon he would slip out and try the -keys. But the night remained clear, and Huck closed his watch and -retired to bed in an empty sugar hogshead about twelve. - -Tuesday the boys had the same ill luck. Also Wednesday. But Thursday -night promised better. Tom slipped out in good season with his aunt's -old tin lantern, and a large towel to blindfold it with. He hid the -lantern in Huck's sugar hogshead and the watch began. An hour before -midnight the tavern closed up and its lights (the only ones -thereabouts) were put out. No Spaniard had been seen. Nobody had -entered or left the alley. Everything was auspicious. The blackness of -darkness reigned, the perfect stillness was interrupted only by -occasional mutterings of distant thunder. - -Tom got his lantern, lit it in the hogshead, wrapped it closely in the -towel, and the two adventurers crept in the gloom toward the tavern. -Huck stood sentry and Tom felt his way into the alley. Then there was a -season of waiting anxiety that weighed upon Huck's spirits like a -mountain. He began to wish he could see a flash from the lantern--it -would frighten him, but it would at least tell him that Tom was alive -yet. It seemed hours since Tom had disappeared. Surely he must have -fainted; maybe he was dead; maybe his heart had burst under terror and -excitement. In his uneasiness Huck found himself drawing closer and -closer to the alley; fearing all sorts of dreadful things, and -momentarily expecting some catastrophe to happen that would take away -his breath. There was not much to take away, for he seemed only able to -inhale it by thimblefuls, and his heart would soon wear itself out, the -way it was beating. Suddenly there was a flash of light and Tom came -tearing by him: "Run!" said he; "run, for your life!" - -He needn't have repeated it; once was enough; Huck was making thirty -or forty miles an hour before the repetition was uttered. The boys -never stopped till they reached the shed of a deserted slaughter-house -at the lower end of the village. Just as they got within its shelter -the storm burst and the rain poured down. As soon as Tom got his breath -he said: - -"Huck, it was awful! I tried two of the keys, just as soft as I could; -but they seemed to make such a power of racket that I couldn't hardly -get my breath I was so scared. They wouldn't turn in the lock, either. -Well, without noticing what I was doing, I took hold of the knob, and -open comes the door! It warn't locked! I hopped in, and shook off the -towel, and, GREAT CAESAR'S GHOST!" - -"What!--what'd you see, Tom?" - -"Huck, I most stepped onto Injun Joe's hand!" - -"No!" - -"Yes! He was lying there, sound asleep on the floor, with his old -patch on his eye and his arms spread out." - -"Lordy, what did you do? Did he wake up?" - -"No, never budged. Drunk, I reckon. I just grabbed that towel and -started!" - -"I'd never 'a' thought of the towel, I bet!" - -"Well, I would. My aunt would make me mighty sick if I lost it." - -"Say, Tom, did you see that box?" - -"Huck, I didn't wait to look around. I didn't see the box, I didn't -see the cross. I didn't see anything but a bottle and a tin cup on the -floor by Injun Joe; yes, I saw two barrels and lots more bottles in the -room. Don't you see, now, what's the matter with that ha'nted room?" - -"How?" - -"Why, it's ha'nted with whiskey! Maybe ALL the Temperance Taverns have -got a ha'nted room, hey, Huck?" - -"Well, I reckon maybe that's so. Who'd 'a' thought such a thing? But -say, Tom, now's a mighty good time to get that box, if Injun Joe's -drunk." - -"It is, that! You try it!" - -Huck shuddered. - -"Well, no--I reckon not." - -"And I reckon not, Huck. Only one bottle alongside of Injun Joe ain't -enough. If there'd been three, he'd be drunk enough and I'd do it." - -There was a long pause for reflection, and then Tom said: - -"Lookyhere, Huck, less not try that thing any more till we know Injun -Joe's not in there. It's too scary. Now, if we watch every night, we'll -be dead sure to see him go out, some time or other, and then we'll -snatch that box quicker'n lightning." - -"Well, I'm agreed. I'll watch the whole night long, and I'll do it -every night, too, if you'll do the other part of the job." - -"All right, I will. All you got to do is to trot up Hooper Street a -block and maow--and if I'm asleep, you throw some gravel at the window -and that'll fetch me." - -"Agreed, and good as wheat!" - -"Now, Huck, the storm's over, and I'll go home. It'll begin to be -daylight in a couple of hours. You go back and watch that long, will -you?" - -"I said I would, Tom, and I will. I'll ha'nt that tavern every night -for a year! I'll sleep all day and I'll stand watch all night." - -"That's all right. Now, where you going to sleep?" - -"In Ben Rogers' hayloft. He lets me, and so does his pap's nigger man, -Uncle Jake. I tote water for Uncle Jake whenever he wants me to, and -any time I ask him he gives me a little something to eat if he can -spare it. That's a mighty good nigger, Tom. He likes me, becuz I don't -ever act as if I was above him. Sometime I've set right down and eat -WITH him. But you needn't tell that. A body's got to do things when -he's awful hungry he wouldn't want to do as a steady thing." - -"Well, if I don't want you in the daytime, I'll let you sleep. I won't -come bothering around. Any time you see something's up, in the night, -just skip right around and maow." - - - -CHAPTER XXIX - -THE first thing Tom heard on Friday morning was a glad piece of news ---Judge Thatcher's family had come back to town the night before. Both -Injun Joe and the treasure sunk into secondary importance for a moment, -and Becky took the chief place in the boy's interest. He saw her and -they had an exhausting good time playing "hi-spy" and "gully-keeper" -with a crowd of their school-mates. The day was completed and crowned -in a peculiarly satisfactory way: Becky teased her mother to appoint -the next day for the long-promised and long-delayed picnic, and she -consented. The child's delight was boundless; and Tom's not more -moderate. The invitations were sent out before sunset, and straightway -the young folks of the village were thrown into a fever of preparation -and pleasurable anticipation. Tom's excitement enabled him to keep -awake until a pretty late hour, and he had good hopes of hearing Huck's -"maow," and of having his treasure to astonish Becky and the picnickers -with, next day; but he was disappointed. No signal came that night. - -Morning came, eventually, and by ten or eleven o'clock a giddy and -rollicking company were gathered at Judge Thatcher's, and everything -was ready for a start. It was not the custom for elderly people to mar -the picnics with their presence. The children were considered safe -enough under the wings of a few young ladies of eighteen and a few -young gentlemen of twenty-three or thereabouts. The old steam ferryboat -was chartered for the occasion; presently the gay throng filed up the -main street laden with provision-baskets. Sid was sick and had to miss -the fun; Mary remained at home to entertain him. The last thing Mrs. -Thatcher said to Becky, was: - -"You'll not get back till late. Perhaps you'd better stay all night -with some of the girls that live near the ferry-landing, child." - -"Then I'll stay with Susy Harper, mamma." - -"Very well. And mind and behave yourself and don't be any trouble." - -Presently, as they tripped along, Tom said to Becky: - -"Say--I'll tell you what we'll do. 'Stead of going to Joe Harper's -we'll climb right up the hill and stop at the Widow Douglas'. She'll -have ice-cream! She has it most every day--dead loads of it. And she'll -be awful glad to have us." - -"Oh, that will be fun!" - -Then Becky reflected a moment and said: - -"But what will mamma say?" - -"How'll she ever know?" - -The girl turned the idea over in her mind, and said reluctantly: - -"I reckon it's wrong--but--" - -"But shucks! Your mother won't know, and so what's the harm? All she -wants is that you'll be safe; and I bet you she'd 'a' said go there if -she'd 'a' thought of it. I know she would!" - -The Widow Douglas' splendid hospitality was a tempting bait. It and -Tom's persuasions presently carried the day. So it was decided to say -nothing anybody about the night's programme. Presently it occurred to -Tom that maybe Huck might come this very night and give the signal. The -thought took a deal of the spirit out of his anticipations. Still he -could not bear to give up the fun at Widow Douglas'. And why should he -give it up, he reasoned--the signal did not come the night before, so -why should it be any more likely to come to-night? The sure fun of the -evening outweighed the uncertain treasure; and, boy-like, he determined -to yield to the stronger inclination and not allow himself to think of -the box of money another time that day. - -Three miles below town the ferryboat stopped at the mouth of a woody -hollow and tied up. The crowd swarmed ashore and soon the forest -distances and craggy heights echoed far and near with shoutings and -laughter. All the different ways of getting hot and tired were gone -through with, and by-and-by the rovers straggled back to camp fortified -with responsible appetites, and then the destruction of the good things -began. After the feast there was a refreshing season of rest and chat -in the shade of spreading oaks. By-and-by somebody shouted: - -"Who's ready for the cave?" - -Everybody was. Bundles of candles were procured, and straightway there -was a general scamper up the hill. The mouth of the cave was up the -hillside--an opening shaped like a letter A. Its massive oaken door -stood unbarred. Within was a small chamber, chilly as an ice-house, and -walled by Nature with solid limestone that was dewy with a cold sweat. -It was romantic and mysterious to stand here in the deep gloom and look -out upon the green valley shining in the sun. But the impressiveness of -the situation quickly wore off, and the romping began again. The moment -a candle was lighted there was a general rush upon the owner of it; a -struggle and a gallant defence followed, but the candle was soon -knocked down or blown out, and then there was a glad clamor of laughter -and a new chase. But all things have an end. By-and-by the procession -went filing down the steep descent of the main avenue, the flickering -rank of lights dimly revealing the lofty walls of rock almost to their -point of junction sixty feet overhead. This main avenue was not more -than eight or ten feet wide. Every few steps other lofty and still -narrower crevices branched from it on either hand--for McDougal's cave -was but a vast labyrinth of crooked aisles that ran into each other and -out again and led nowhere. It was said that one might wander days and -nights together through its intricate tangle of rifts and chasms, and -never find the end of the cave; and that he might go down, and down, -and still down, into the earth, and it was just the same--labyrinth -under labyrinth, and no end to any of them. No man "knew" the cave. -That was an impossible thing. Most of the young men knew a portion of -it, and it was not customary to venture much beyond this known portion. -Tom Sawyer knew as much of the cave as any one. - -The procession moved along the main avenue some three-quarters of a -mile, and then groups and couples began to slip aside into branch -avenues, fly along the dismal corridors, and take each other by -surprise at points where the corridors joined again. Parties were able -to elude each other for the space of half an hour without going beyond -the "known" ground. - -By-and-by, one group after another came straggling back to the mouth -of the cave, panting, hilarious, smeared from head to foot with tallow -drippings, daubed with clay, and entirely delighted with the success of -the day. Then they were astonished to find that they had been taking no -note of time and that night was about at hand. The clanging bell had -been calling for half an hour. However, this sort of close to the day's -adventures was romantic and therefore satisfactory. When the ferryboat -with her wild freight pushed into the stream, nobody cared sixpence for -the wasted time but the captain of the craft. - -Huck was already upon his watch when the ferryboat's lights went -glinting past the wharf. He heard no noise on board, for the young -people were as subdued and still as people usually are who are nearly -tired to death. He wondered what boat it was, and why she did not stop -at the wharf--and then he dropped her out of his mind and put his -attention upon his business. The night was growing cloudy and dark. Ten -o'clock came, and the noise of vehicles ceased, scattered lights began -to wink out, all straggling foot-passengers disappeared, the village -betook itself to its slumbers and left the small watcher alone with the -silence and the ghosts. Eleven o'clock came, and the tavern lights were -put out; darkness everywhere, now. Huck waited what seemed a weary long -time, but nothing happened. His faith was weakening. Was there any use? -Was there really any use? Why not give it up and turn in? - -A noise fell upon his ear. He was all attention in an instant. The -alley door closed softly. He sprang to the corner of the brick store. -The next moment two men brushed by him, and one seemed to have -something under his arm. It must be that box! So they were going to -remove the treasure. Why call Tom now? It would be absurd--the men -would get away with the box and never be found again. No, he would -stick to their wake and follow them; he would trust to the darkness for -security from discovery. So communing with himself, Huck stepped out -and glided along behind the men, cat-like, with bare feet, allowing -them to keep just far enough ahead not to be invisible. - -They moved up the river street three blocks, then turned to the left -up a cross-street. They went straight ahead, then, until they came to -the path that led up Cardiff Hill; this they took. They passed by the -old Welshman's house, half-way up the hill, without hesitating, and -still climbed upward. Good, thought Huck, they will bury it in the old -quarry. But they never stopped at the quarry. They passed on, up the -summit. They plunged into the narrow path between the tall sumach -bushes, and were at once hidden in the gloom. Huck closed up and -shortened his distance, now, for they would never be able to see him. -He trotted along awhile; then slackened his pace, fearing he was -gaining too fast; moved on a piece, then stopped altogether; listened; -no sound; none, save that he seemed to hear the beating of his own -heart. The hooting of an owl came over the hill--ominous sound! But no -footsteps. Heavens, was everything lost! He was about to spring with -winged feet, when a man cleared his throat not four feet from him! -Huck's heart shot into his throat, but he swallowed it again; and then -he stood there shaking as if a dozen agues had taken charge of him at -once, and so weak that he thought he must surely fall to the ground. He -knew where he was. He knew he was within five steps of the stile -leading into Widow Douglas' grounds. Very well, he thought, let them -bury it there; it won't be hard to find. - -Now there was a voice--a very low voice--Injun Joe's: - -"Damn her, maybe she's got company--there's lights, late as it is." - -"I can't see any." - -This was that stranger's voice--the stranger of the haunted house. A -deadly chill went to Huck's heart--this, then, was the "revenge" job! -His thought was, to fly. Then he remembered that the Widow Douglas had -been kind to him more than once, and maybe these men were going to -murder her. He wished he dared venture to warn her; but he knew he -didn't dare--they might come and catch him. He thought all this and -more in the moment that elapsed between the stranger's remark and Injun -Joe's next--which was-- - -"Because the bush is in your way. Now--this way--now you see, don't -you?" - -"Yes. Well, there IS company there, I reckon. Better give it up." - -"Give it up, and I just leaving this country forever! Give it up and -maybe never have another chance. I tell you again, as I've told you -before, I don't care for her swag--you may have it. But her husband was -rough on me--many times he was rough on me--and mainly he was the -justice of the peace that jugged me for a vagrant. And that ain't all. -It ain't a millionth part of it! He had me HORSEWHIPPED!--horsewhipped -in front of the jail, like a nigger!--with all the town looking on! -HORSEWHIPPED!--do you understand? He took advantage of me and died. But -I'll take it out of HER." - -"Oh, don't kill her! Don't do that!" - -"Kill? Who said anything about killing? I would kill HIM if he was -here; but not her. When you want to get revenge on a woman you don't -kill her--bosh! you go for her looks. You slit her nostrils--you notch -her ears like a sow!" - -"By God, that's--" - -"Keep your opinion to yourself! It will be safest for you. I'll tie -her to the bed. If she bleeds to death, is that my fault? I'll not cry, -if she does. My friend, you'll help me in this thing--for MY sake ---that's why you're here--I mightn't be able alone. If you flinch, I'll -kill you. Do you understand that? And if I have to kill you, I'll kill -her--and then I reckon nobody'll ever know much about who done this -business." - -"Well, if it's got to be done, let's get at it. The quicker the -better--I'm all in a shiver." - -"Do it NOW? And company there? Look here--I'll get suspicious of you, -first thing you know. No--we'll wait till the lights are out--there's -no hurry." - -Huck felt that a silence was going to ensue--a thing still more awful -than any amount of murderous talk; so he held his breath and stepped -gingerly back; planted his foot carefully and firmly, after balancing, -one-legged, in a precarious way and almost toppling over, first on one -side and then on the other. He took another step back, with the same -elaboration and the same risks; then another and another, and--a twig -snapped under his foot! His breath stopped and he listened. There was -no sound--the stillness was perfect. His gratitude was measureless. Now -he turned in his tracks, between the walls of sumach bushes--turned -himself as carefully as if he were a ship--and then stepped quickly but -cautiously along. When he emerged at the quarry he felt secure, and so -he picked up his nimble heels and flew. Down, down he sped, till he -reached the Welshman's. He banged at the door, and presently the heads -of the old man and his two stalwart sons were thrust from windows. - -"What's the row there? Who's banging? What do you want?" - -"Let me in--quick! I'll tell everything." - -"Why, who are you?" - -"Huckleberry Finn--quick, let me in!" - -"Huckleberry Finn, indeed! It ain't a name to open many doors, I -judge! But let him in, lads, and let's see what's the trouble." - -"Please don't ever tell I told you," were Huck's first words when he -got in. "Please don't--I'd be killed, sure--but the widow's been good -friends to me sometimes, and I want to tell--I WILL tell if you'll -promise you won't ever say it was me." - -"By George, he HAS got something to tell, or he wouldn't act so!" -exclaimed the old man; "out with it and nobody here'll ever tell, lad." - -Three minutes later the old man and his sons, well armed, were up the -hill, and just entering the sumach path on tiptoe, their weapons in -their hands. Huck accompanied them no further. He hid behind a great -bowlder and fell to listening. There was a lagging, anxious silence, -and then all of a sudden there was an explosion of firearms and a cry. - -Huck waited for no particulars. He sprang away and sped down the hill -as fast as his legs could carry him. - - - -CHAPTER XXX - -AS the earliest suspicion of dawn appeared on Sunday morning, Huck -came groping up the hill and rapped gently at the old Welshman's door. -The inmates were asleep, but it was a sleep that was set on a -hair-trigger, on account of the exciting episode of the night. A call -came from a window: - -"Who's there!" - -Huck's scared voice answered in a low tone: - -"Please let me in! It's only Huck Finn!" - -"It's a name that can open this door night or day, lad!--and welcome!" - -These were strange words to the vagabond boy's ears, and the -pleasantest he had ever heard. He could not recollect that the closing -word had ever been applied in his case before. The door was quickly -unlocked, and he entered. Huck was given a seat and the old man and his -brace of tall sons speedily dressed themselves. - -"Now, my boy, I hope you're good and hungry, because breakfast will be -ready as soon as the sun's up, and we'll have a piping hot one, too ---make yourself easy about that! I and the boys hoped you'd turn up and -stop here last night." - -"I was awful scared," said Huck, "and I run. I took out when the -pistols went off, and I didn't stop for three mile. I've come now becuz -I wanted to know about it, you know; and I come before daylight becuz I -didn't want to run across them devils, even if they was dead." - -"Well, poor chap, you do look as if you'd had a hard night of it--but -there's a bed here for you when you've had your breakfast. No, they -ain't dead, lad--we are sorry enough for that. You see we knew right -where to put our hands on them, by your description; so we crept along -on tiptoe till we got within fifteen feet of them--dark as a cellar -that sumach path was--and just then I found I was going to sneeze. It -was the meanest kind of luck! I tried to keep it back, but no use ---'twas bound to come, and it did come! I was in the lead with my pistol -raised, and when the sneeze started those scoundrels a-rustling to get -out of the path, I sung out, 'Fire boys!' and blazed away at the place -where the rustling was. So did the boys. But they were off in a jiffy, -those villains, and we after them, down through the woods. I judge we -never touched them. They fired a shot apiece as they started, but their -bullets whizzed by and didn't do us any harm. As soon as we lost the -sound of their feet we quit chasing, and went down and stirred up the -constables. They got a posse together, and went off to guard the river -bank, and as soon as it is light the sheriff and a gang are going to -beat up the woods. My boys will be with them presently. I wish we had -some sort of description of those rascals--'twould help a good deal. -But you couldn't see what they were like, in the dark, lad, I suppose?" - -"Oh yes; I saw them down-town and follered them." - -"Splendid! Describe them--describe them, my boy!" - -"One's the old deaf and dumb Spaniard that's ben around here once or -twice, and t'other's a mean-looking, ragged--" - -"That's enough, lad, we know the men! Happened on them in the woods -back of the widow's one day, and they slunk away. Off with you, boys, -and tell the sheriff--get your breakfast to-morrow morning!" - -The Welshman's sons departed at once. As they were leaving the room -Huck sprang up and exclaimed: - -"Oh, please don't tell ANYbody it was me that blowed on them! Oh, -please!" - -"All right if you say it, Huck, but you ought to have the credit of -what you did." - -"Oh no, no! Please don't tell!" - -When the young men were gone, the old Welshman said: - -"They won't tell--and I won't. But why don't you want it known?" - -Huck would not explain, further than to say that he already knew too -much about one of those men and would not have the man know that he -knew anything against him for the whole world--he would be killed for -knowing it, sure. - -The old man promised secrecy once more, and said: - -"How did you come to follow these fellows, lad? Were they looking -suspicious?" - -Huck was silent while he framed a duly cautious reply. Then he said: - -"Well, you see, I'm a kind of a hard lot,--least everybody says so, -and I don't see nothing agin it--and sometimes I can't sleep much, on -account of thinking about it and sort of trying to strike out a new way -of doing. That was the way of it last night. I couldn't sleep, and so I -come along up-street 'bout midnight, a-turning it all over, and when I -got to that old shackly brick store by the Temperance Tavern, I backed -up agin the wall to have another think. Well, just then along comes -these two chaps slipping along close by me, with something under their -arm, and I reckoned they'd stole it. One was a-smoking, and t'other one -wanted a light; so they stopped right before me and the cigars lit up -their faces and I see that the big one was the deaf and dumb Spaniard, -by his white whiskers and the patch on his eye, and t'other one was a -rusty, ragged-looking devil." - -"Could you see the rags by the light of the cigars?" - -This staggered Huck for a moment. Then he said: - -"Well, I don't know--but somehow it seems as if I did." - -"Then they went on, and you--" - -"Follered 'em--yes. That was it. I wanted to see what was up--they -sneaked along so. I dogged 'em to the widder's stile, and stood in the -dark and heard the ragged one beg for the widder, and the Spaniard -swear he'd spile her looks just as I told you and your two--" - -"What! The DEAF AND DUMB man said all that!" - -Huck had made another terrible mistake! He was trying his best to keep -the old man from getting the faintest hint of who the Spaniard might -be, and yet his tongue seemed determined to get him into trouble in -spite of all he could do. He made several efforts to creep out of his -scrape, but the old man's eye was upon him and he made blunder after -blunder. Presently the Welshman said: - -"My boy, don't be afraid of me. I wouldn't hurt a hair of your head -for all the world. No--I'd protect you--I'd protect you. This Spaniard -is not deaf and dumb; you've let that slip without intending it; you -can't cover that up now. You know something about that Spaniard that -you want to keep dark. Now trust me--tell me what it is, and trust me ---I won't betray you." - -Huck looked into the old man's honest eyes a moment, then bent over -and whispered in his ear: - -"'Tain't a Spaniard--it's Injun Joe!" - -The Welshman almost jumped out of his chair. In a moment he said: - -"It's all plain enough, now. When you talked about notching ears and -slitting noses I judged that that was your own embellishment, because -white men don't take that sort of revenge. But an Injun! That's a -different matter altogether." - -During breakfast the talk went on, and in the course of it the old man -said that the last thing which he and his sons had done, before going -to bed, was to get a lantern and examine the stile and its vicinity for -marks of blood. They found none, but captured a bulky bundle of-- - -"Of WHAT?" - -If the words had been lightning they could not have leaped with a more -stunning suddenness from Huck's blanched lips. His eyes were staring -wide, now, and his breath suspended--waiting for the answer. The -Welshman started--stared in return--three seconds--five seconds--ten ---then replied: - -"Of burglar's tools. Why, what's the MATTER with you?" - -Huck sank back, panting gently, but deeply, unutterably grateful. The -Welshman eyed him gravely, curiously--and presently said: - -"Yes, burglar's tools. That appears to relieve you a good deal. But -what did give you that turn? What were YOU expecting we'd found?" - -Huck was in a close place--the inquiring eye was upon him--he would -have given anything for material for a plausible answer--nothing -suggested itself--the inquiring eye was boring deeper and deeper--a -senseless reply offered--there was no time to weigh it, so at a venture -he uttered it--feebly: - -"Sunday-school books, maybe." - -Poor Huck was too distressed to smile, but the old man laughed loud -and joyously, shook up the details of his anatomy from head to foot, -and ended by saying that such a laugh was money in a-man's pocket, -because it cut down the doctor's bill like everything. Then he added: - -"Poor old chap, you're white and jaded--you ain't well a bit--no -wonder you're a little flighty and off your balance. But you'll come -out of it. Rest and sleep will fetch you out all right, I hope." - -Huck was irritated to think he had been such a goose and betrayed such -a suspicious excitement, for he had dropped the idea that the parcel -brought from the tavern was the treasure, as soon as he had heard the -talk at the widow's stile. He had only thought it was not the treasure, -however--he had not known that it wasn't--and so the suggestion of a -captured bundle was too much for his self-possession. But on the whole -he felt glad the little episode had happened, for now he knew beyond -all question that that bundle was not THE bundle, and so his mind was -at rest and exceedingly comfortable. In fact, everything seemed to be -drifting just in the right direction, now; the treasure must be still -in No. 2, the men would be captured and jailed that day, and he and Tom -could seize the gold that night without any trouble or any fear of -interruption. - -Just as breakfast was completed there was a knock at the door. Huck -jumped for a hiding-place, for he had no mind to be connected even -remotely with the late event. The Welshman admitted several ladies and -gentlemen, among them the Widow Douglas, and noticed that groups of -citizens were climbing up the hill--to stare at the stile. So the news -had spread. The Welshman had to tell the story of the night to the -visitors. The widow's gratitude for her preservation was outspoken. - -"Don't say a word about it, madam. There's another that you're more -beholden to than you are to me and my boys, maybe, but he don't allow -me to tell his name. We wouldn't have been there but for him." - -Of course this excited a curiosity so vast that it almost belittled -the main matter--but the Welshman allowed it to eat into the vitals of -his visitors, and through them be transmitted to the whole town, for he -refused to part with his secret. When all else had been learned, the -widow said: - -"I went to sleep reading in bed and slept straight through all that -noise. Why didn't you come and wake me?" - -"We judged it warn't worth while. Those fellows warn't likely to come -again--they hadn't any tools left to work with, and what was the use of -waking you up and scaring you to death? My three negro men stood guard -at your house all the rest of the night. They've just come back." - -More visitors came, and the story had to be told and retold for a -couple of hours more. - -There was no Sabbath-school during day-school vacation, but everybody -was early at church. The stirring event was well canvassed. News came -that not a sign of the two villains had been yet discovered. When the -sermon was finished, Judge Thatcher's wife dropped alongside of Mrs. -Harper as she moved down the aisle with the crowd and said: - -"Is my Becky going to sleep all day? I just expected she would be -tired to death." - -"Your Becky?" - -"Yes," with a startled look--"didn't she stay with you last night?" - -"Why, no." - -Mrs. Thatcher turned pale, and sank into a pew, just as Aunt Polly, -talking briskly with a friend, passed by. Aunt Polly said: - -"Good-morning, Mrs. Thatcher. Good-morning, Mrs. Harper. I've got a -boy that's turned up missing. I reckon my Tom stayed at your house last -night--one of you. And now he's afraid to come to church. I've got to -settle with him." - -Mrs. Thatcher shook her head feebly and turned paler than ever. - -"He didn't stay with us," said Mrs. Harper, beginning to look uneasy. -A marked anxiety came into Aunt Polly's face. - -"Joe Harper, have you seen my Tom this morning?" - -"No'm." - -"When did you see him last?" - -Joe tried to remember, but was not sure he could say. The people had -stopped moving out of church. Whispers passed along, and a boding -uneasiness took possession of every countenance. Children were -anxiously questioned, and young teachers. They all said they had not -noticed whether Tom and Becky were on board the ferryboat on the -homeward trip; it was dark; no one thought of inquiring if any one was -missing. One young man finally blurted out his fear that they were -still in the cave! Mrs. Thatcher swooned away. Aunt Polly fell to -crying and wringing her hands. - -The alarm swept from lip to lip, from group to group, from street to -street, and within five minutes the bells were wildly clanging and the -whole town was up! The Cardiff Hill episode sank into instant -insignificance, the burglars were forgotten, horses were saddled, -skiffs were manned, the ferryboat ordered out, and before the horror -was half an hour old, two hundred men were pouring down highroad and -river toward the cave. - -All the long afternoon the village seemed empty and dead. Many women -visited Aunt Polly and Mrs. Thatcher and tried to comfort them. They -cried with them, too, and that was still better than words. All the -tedious night the town waited for news; but when the morning dawned at -last, all the word that came was, "Send more candles--and send food." -Mrs. Thatcher was almost crazed; and Aunt Polly, also. Judge Thatcher -sent messages of hope and encouragement from the cave, but they -conveyed no real cheer. - -The old Welshman came home toward daylight, spattered with -candle-grease, smeared with clay, and almost worn out. He found Huck -still in the bed that had been provided for him, and delirious with -fever. The physicians were all at the cave, so the Widow Douglas came -and took charge of the patient. She said she would do her best by him, -because, whether he was good, bad, or indifferent, he was the Lord's, -and nothing that was the Lord's was a thing to be neglected. The -Welshman said Huck had good spots in him, and the widow said: - -"You can depend on it. That's the Lord's mark. He don't leave it off. -He never does. Puts it somewhere on every creature that comes from his -hands." - -Early in the forenoon parties of jaded men began to straggle into the -village, but the strongest of the citizens continued searching. All the -news that could be gained was that remotenesses of the cavern were -being ransacked that had never been visited before; that every corner -and crevice was going to be thoroughly searched; that wherever one -wandered through the maze of passages, lights were to be seen flitting -hither and thither in the distance, and shoutings and pistol-shots sent -their hollow reverberations to the ear down the sombre aisles. In one -place, far from the section usually traversed by tourists, the names -"BECKY & TOM" had been found traced upon the rocky wall with -candle-smoke, and near at hand a grease-soiled bit of ribbon. Mrs. -Thatcher recognized the ribbon and cried over it. She said it was the -last relic she should ever have of her child; and that no other memorial -of her could ever be so precious, because this one parted latest from -the living body before the awful death came. Some said that now and -then, in the cave, a far-away speck of light would glimmer, and then a -glorious shout would burst forth and a score of men go trooping down the -echoing aisle--and then a sickening disappointment always followed; the -children were not there; it was only a searcher's light. - -Three dreadful days and nights dragged their tedious hours along, and -the village sank into a hopeless stupor. No one had heart for anything. -The accidental discovery, just made, that the proprietor of the -Temperance Tavern kept liquor on his premises, scarcely fluttered the -public pulse, tremendous as the fact was. In a lucid interval, Huck -feebly led up to the subject of taverns, and finally asked--dimly -dreading the worst--if anything had been discovered at the Temperance -Tavern since he had been ill. - -"Yes," said the widow. - -Huck started up in bed, wild-eyed: - -"What? What was it?" - -"Liquor!--and the place has been shut up. Lie down, child--what a turn -you did give me!" - -"Only tell me just one thing--only just one--please! Was it Tom Sawyer -that found it?" - -The widow burst into tears. "Hush, hush, child, hush! I've told you -before, you must NOT talk. You are very, very sick!" - -Then nothing but liquor had been found; there would have been a great -powwow if it had been the gold. So the treasure was gone forever--gone -forever! But what could she be crying about? Curious that she should -cry. - -These thoughts worked their dim way through Huck's mind, and under the -weariness they gave him he fell asleep. The widow said to herself: - -"There--he's asleep, poor wreck. Tom Sawyer find it! Pity but somebody -could find Tom Sawyer! Ah, there ain't many left, now, that's got hope -enough, or strength enough, either, to go on searching." - - - -CHAPTER XXXI - -NOW to return to Tom and Becky's share in the picnic. They tripped -along the murky aisles with the rest of the company, visiting the -familiar wonders of the cave--wonders dubbed with rather -over-descriptive names, such as "The Drawing-Room," "The Cathedral," -"Aladdin's Palace," and so on. Presently the hide-and-seek frolicking -began, and Tom and Becky engaged in it with zeal until the exertion -began to grow a trifle wearisome; then they wandered down a sinuous -avenue holding their candles aloft and reading the tangled web-work of -names, dates, post-office addresses, and mottoes with which the rocky -walls had been frescoed (in candle-smoke). Still drifting along and -talking, they scarcely noticed that they were now in a part of the cave -whose walls were not frescoed. They smoked their own names under an -overhanging shelf and moved on. Presently they came to a place where a -little stream of water, trickling over a ledge and carrying a limestone -sediment with it, had, in the slow-dragging ages, formed a laced and -ruffled Niagara in gleaming and imperishable stone. Tom squeezed his -small body behind it in order to illuminate it for Becky's -gratification. He found that it curtained a sort of steep natural -stairway which was enclosed between narrow walls, and at once the -ambition to be a discoverer seized him. Becky responded to his call, -and they made a smoke-mark for future guidance, and started upon their -quest. They wound this way and that, far down into the secret depths of -the cave, made another mark, and branched off in search of novelties to -tell the upper world about. In one place they found a spacious cavern, -from whose ceiling depended a multitude of shining stalactites of the -length and circumference of a man's leg; they walked all about it, -wondering and admiring, and presently left it by one of the numerous -passages that opened into it. This shortly brought them to a bewitching -spring, whose basin was incrusted with a frostwork of glittering -crystals; it was in the midst of a cavern whose walls were supported by -many fantastic pillars which had been formed by the joining of great -stalactites and stalagmites together, the result of the ceaseless -water-drip of centuries. Under the roof vast knots of bats had packed -themselves together, thousands in a bunch; the lights disturbed the -creatures and they came flocking down by hundreds, squeaking and -darting furiously at the candles. Tom knew their ways and the danger of -this sort of conduct. He seized Becky's hand and hurried her into the -first corridor that offered; and none too soon, for a bat struck -Becky's light out with its wing while she was passing out of the -cavern. The bats chased the children a good distance; but the fugitives -plunged into every new passage that offered, and at last got rid of the -perilous things. Tom found a subterranean lake, shortly, which -stretched its dim length away until its shape was lost in the shadows. -He wanted to explore its borders, but concluded that it would be best -to sit down and rest awhile, first. Now, for the first time, the deep -stillness of the place laid a clammy hand upon the spirits of the -children. Becky said: - -"Why, I didn't notice, but it seems ever so long since I heard any of -the others." - -"Come to think, Becky, we are away down below them--and I don't know -how far away north, or south, or east, or whichever it is. We couldn't -hear them here." - -Becky grew apprehensive. - -"I wonder how long we've been down here, Tom? We better start back." - -"Yes, I reckon we better. P'raps we better." - -"Can you find the way, Tom? It's all a mixed-up crookedness to me." - -"I reckon I could find it--but then the bats. If they put our candles -out it will be an awful fix. Let's try some other way, so as not to go -through there." - -"Well. But I hope we won't get lost. It would be so awful!" and the -girl shuddered at the thought of the dreadful possibilities. - -They started through a corridor, and traversed it in silence a long -way, glancing at each new opening, to see if there was anything -familiar about the look of it; but they were all strange. Every time -Tom made an examination, Becky would watch his face for an encouraging -sign, and he would say cheerily: - -"Oh, it's all right. This ain't the one, but we'll come to it right -away!" - -But he felt less and less hopeful with each failure, and presently -began to turn off into diverging avenues at sheer random, in desperate -hope of finding the one that was wanted. He still said it was "all -right," but there was such a leaden dread at his heart that the words -had lost their ring and sounded just as if he had said, "All is lost!" -Becky clung to his side in an anguish of fear, and tried hard to keep -back the tears, but they would come. At last she said: - -"Oh, Tom, never mind the bats, let's go back that way! We seem to get -worse and worse off all the time." - -"Listen!" said he. - -Profound silence; silence so deep that even their breathings were -conspicuous in the hush. Tom shouted. The call went echoing down the -empty aisles and died out in the distance in a faint sound that -resembled a ripple of mocking laughter. - -"Oh, don't do it again, Tom, it is too horrid," said Becky. - -"It is horrid, but I better, Becky; they might hear us, you know," and -he shouted again. - -The "might" was even a chillier horror than the ghostly laughter, it -so confessed a perishing hope. The children stood still and listened; -but there was no result. Tom turned upon the back track at once, and -hurried his steps. It was but a little while before a certain -indecision in his manner revealed another fearful fact to Becky--he -could not find his way back! - -"Oh, Tom, you didn't make any marks!" - -"Becky, I was such a fool! Such a fool! I never thought we might want -to come back! No--I can't find the way. It's all mixed up." - -"Tom, Tom, we're lost! we're lost! We never can get out of this awful -place! Oh, why DID we ever leave the others!" - -She sank to the ground and burst into such a frenzy of crying that Tom -was appalled with the idea that she might die, or lose her reason. He -sat down by her and put his arms around her; she buried her face in his -bosom, she clung to him, she poured out her terrors, her unavailing -regrets, and the far echoes turned them all to jeering laughter. Tom -begged her to pluck up hope again, and she said she could not. He fell -to blaming and abusing himself for getting her into this miserable -situation; this had a better effect. She said she would try to hope -again, she would get up and follow wherever he might lead if only he -would not talk like that any more. For he was no more to blame than -she, she said. - -So they moved on again--aimlessly--simply at random--all they could do -was to move, keep moving. For a little while, hope made a show of -reviving--not with any reason to back it, but only because it is its -nature to revive when the spring has not been taken out of it by age -and familiarity with failure. - -By-and-by Tom took Becky's candle and blew it out. This economy meant -so much! Words were not needed. Becky understood, and her hope died -again. She knew that Tom had a whole candle and three or four pieces in -his pockets--yet he must economize. - -By-and-by, fatigue began to assert its claims; the children tried to -pay attention, for it was dreadful to think of sitting down when time -was grown to be so precious, moving, in some direction, in any -direction, was at least progress and might bear fruit; but to sit down -was to invite death and shorten its pursuit. - -At last Becky's frail limbs refused to carry her farther. She sat -down. Tom rested with her, and they talked of home, and the friends -there, and the comfortable beds and, above all, the light! Becky cried, -and Tom tried to think of some way of comforting her, but all his -encouragements were grown threadbare with use, and sounded like -sarcasms. Fatigue bore so heavily upon Becky that she drowsed off to -sleep. Tom was grateful. He sat looking into her drawn face and saw it -grow smooth and natural under the influence of pleasant dreams; and -by-and-by a smile dawned and rested there. The peaceful face reflected -somewhat of peace and healing into his own spirit, and his thoughts -wandered away to bygone times and dreamy memories. While he was deep in -his musings, Becky woke up with a breezy little laugh--but it was -stricken dead upon her lips, and a groan followed it. - -"Oh, how COULD I sleep! I wish I never, never had waked! No! No, I -don't, Tom! Don't look so! I won't say it again." - -"I'm glad you've slept, Becky; you'll feel rested, now, and we'll find -the way out." - -"We can try, Tom; but I've seen such a beautiful country in my dream. -I reckon we are going there." - -"Maybe not, maybe not. Cheer up, Becky, and let's go on trying." - -They rose up and wandered along, hand in hand and hopeless. They tried -to estimate how long they had been in the cave, but all they knew was -that it seemed days and weeks, and yet it was plain that this could not -be, for their candles were not gone yet. A long time after this--they -could not tell how long--Tom said they must go softly and listen for -dripping water--they must find a spring. They found one presently, and -Tom said it was time to rest again. Both were cruelly tired, yet Becky -said she thought she could go a little farther. She was surprised to -hear Tom dissent. She could not understand it. They sat down, and Tom -fastened his candle to the wall in front of them with some clay. -Thought was soon busy; nothing was said for some time. Then Becky broke -the silence: - -"Tom, I am so hungry!" - -Tom took something out of his pocket. - -"Do you remember this?" said he. - -Becky almost smiled. - -"It's our wedding-cake, Tom." - -"Yes--I wish it was as big as a barrel, for it's all we've got." - -"I saved it from the picnic for us to dream on, Tom, the way grown-up -people do with wedding-cake--but it'll be our--" - -She dropped the sentence where it was. Tom divided the cake and Becky -ate with good appetite, while Tom nibbled at his moiety. There was -abundance of cold water to finish the feast with. By-and-by Becky -suggested that they move on again. Tom was silent a moment. Then he -said: - -"Becky, can you bear it if I tell you something?" - -Becky's face paled, but she thought she could. - -"Well, then, Becky, we must stay here, where there's water to drink. -That little piece is our last candle!" - -Becky gave loose to tears and wailings. Tom did what he could to -comfort her, but with little effect. At length Becky said: - -"Tom!" - -"Well, Becky?" - -"They'll miss us and hunt for us!" - -"Yes, they will! Certainly they will!" - -"Maybe they're hunting for us now, Tom." - -"Why, I reckon maybe they are. I hope they are." - -"When would they miss us, Tom?" - -"When they get back to the boat, I reckon." - -"Tom, it might be dark then--would they notice we hadn't come?" - -"I don't know. But anyway, your mother would miss you as soon as they -got home." - -A frightened look in Becky's face brought Tom to his senses and he saw -that he had made a blunder. Becky was not to have gone home that night! -The children became silent and thoughtful. In a moment a new burst of -grief from Becky showed Tom that the thing in his mind had struck hers -also--that the Sabbath morning might be half spent before Mrs. Thatcher -discovered that Becky was not at Mrs. Harper's. - -The children fastened their eyes upon their bit of candle and watched -it melt slowly and pitilessly away; saw the half inch of wick stand -alone at last; saw the feeble flame rise and fall, climb the thin -column of smoke, linger at its top a moment, and then--the horror of -utter darkness reigned! - -How long afterward it was that Becky came to a slow consciousness that -she was crying in Tom's arms, neither could tell. All that they knew -was, that after what seemed a mighty stretch of time, both awoke out of -a dead stupor of sleep and resumed their miseries once more. Tom said -it might be Sunday, now--maybe Monday. He tried to get Becky to talk, -but her sorrows were too oppressive, all her hopes were gone. Tom said -that they must have been missed long ago, and no doubt the search was -going on. He would shout and maybe some one would come. He tried it; -but in the darkness the distant echoes sounded so hideously that he -tried it no more. - -The hours wasted away, and hunger came to torment the captives again. -A portion of Tom's half of the cake was left; they divided and ate it. -But they seemed hungrier than before. The poor morsel of food only -whetted desire. - -By-and-by Tom said: - -"SH! Did you hear that?" - -Both held their breath and listened. There was a sound like the -faintest, far-off shout. Instantly Tom answered it, and leading Becky -by the hand, started groping down the corridor in its direction. -Presently he listened again; again the sound was heard, and apparently -a little nearer. - -"It's them!" said Tom; "they're coming! Come along, Becky--we're all -right now!" - -The joy of the prisoners was almost overwhelming. Their speed was -slow, however, because pitfalls were somewhat common, and had to be -guarded against. They shortly came to one and had to stop. It might be -three feet deep, it might be a hundred--there was no passing it at any -rate. Tom got down on his breast and reached as far down as he could. -No bottom. They must stay there and wait until the searchers came. They -listened; evidently the distant shoutings were growing more distant! a -moment or two more and they had gone altogether. The heart-sinking -misery of it! Tom whooped until he was hoarse, but it was of no use. He -talked hopefully to Becky; but an age of anxious waiting passed and no -sounds came again. - -The children groped their way back to the spring. The weary time -dragged on; they slept again, and awoke famished and woe-stricken. Tom -believed it must be Tuesday by this time. - -Now an idea struck him. There were some side passages near at hand. It -would be better to explore some of these than bear the weight of the -heavy time in idleness. He took a kite-line from his pocket, tied it to -a projection, and he and Becky started, Tom in the lead, unwinding the -line as he groped along. At the end of twenty steps the corridor ended -in a "jumping-off place." Tom got down on his knees and felt below, and -then as far around the corner as he could reach with his hands -conveniently; he made an effort to stretch yet a little farther to the -right, and at that moment, not twenty yards away, a human hand, holding -a candle, appeared from behind a rock! Tom lifted up a glorious shout, -and instantly that hand was followed by the body it belonged to--Injun -Joe's! Tom was paralyzed; he could not move. He was vastly gratified -the next moment, to see the "Spaniard" take to his heels and get -himself out of sight. Tom wondered that Joe had not recognized his -voice and come over and killed him for testifying in court. But the -echoes must have disguised the voice. Without doubt, that was it, he -reasoned. Tom's fright weakened every muscle in his body. He said to -himself that if he had strength enough to get back to the spring he -would stay there, and nothing should tempt him to run the risk of -meeting Injun Joe again. He was careful to keep from Becky what it was -he had seen. He told her he had only shouted "for luck." - -But hunger and wretchedness rise superior to fears in the long run. -Another tedious wait at the spring and another long sleep brought -changes. The children awoke tortured with a raging hunger. Tom believed -that it must be Wednesday or Thursday or even Friday or Saturday, now, -and that the search had been given over. He proposed to explore another -passage. He felt willing to risk Injun Joe and all other terrors. But -Becky was very weak. She had sunk into a dreary apathy and would not be -roused. She said she would wait, now, where she was, and die--it would -not be long. She told Tom to go with the kite-line and explore if he -chose; but she implored him to come back every little while and speak -to her; and she made him promise that when the awful time came, he -would stay by her and hold her hand until all was over. - -Tom kissed her, with a choking sensation in his throat, and made a -show of being confident of finding the searchers or an escape from the -cave; then he took the kite-line in his hand and went groping down one -of the passages on his hands and knees, distressed with hunger and sick -with bodings of coming doom. - - - -CHAPTER XXXII - -TUESDAY afternoon came, and waned to the twilight. The village of St. -Petersburg still mourned. The lost children had not been found. Public -prayers had been offered up for them, and many and many a private -prayer that had the petitioner's whole heart in it; but still no good -news came from the cave. The majority of the searchers had given up the -quest and gone back to their daily avocations, saying that it was plain -the children could never be found. Mrs. Thatcher was very ill, and a -great part of the time delirious. People said it was heartbreaking to -hear her call her child, and raise her head and listen a whole minute -at a time, then lay it wearily down again with a moan. Aunt Polly had -drooped into a settled melancholy, and her gray hair had grown almost -white. The village went to its rest on Tuesday night, sad and forlorn. - -Away in the middle of the night a wild peal burst from the village -bells, and in a moment the streets were swarming with frantic half-clad -people, who shouted, "Turn out! turn out! they're found! they're -found!" Tin pans and horns were added to the din, the population massed -itself and moved toward the river, met the children coming in an open -carriage drawn by shouting citizens, thronged around it, joined its -homeward march, and swept magnificently up the main street roaring -huzzah after huzzah! - -The village was illuminated; nobody went to bed again; it was the -greatest night the little town had ever seen. During the first half-hour -a procession of villagers filed through Judge Thatcher's house, seized -the saved ones and kissed them, squeezed Mrs. Thatcher's hand, tried to -speak but couldn't--and drifted out raining tears all over the place. - -Aunt Polly's happiness was complete, and Mrs. Thatcher's nearly so. It -would be complete, however, as soon as the messenger dispatched with -the great news to the cave should get the word to her husband. Tom lay -upon a sofa with an eager auditory about him and told the history of -the wonderful adventure, putting in many striking additions to adorn it -withal; and closed with a description of how he left Becky and went on -an exploring expedition; how he followed two avenues as far as his -kite-line would reach; how he followed a third to the fullest stretch of -the kite-line, and was about to turn back when he glimpsed a far-off -speck that looked like daylight; dropped the line and groped toward it, -pushed his head and shoulders through a small hole, and saw the broad -Mississippi rolling by! And if it had only happened to be night he would -not have seen that speck of daylight and would not have explored that -passage any more! He told how he went back for Becky and broke the good -news and she told him not to fret her with such stuff, for she was -tired, and knew she was going to die, and wanted to. He described how he -labored with her and convinced her; and how she almost died for joy when -she had groped to where she actually saw the blue speck of daylight; how -he pushed his way out at the hole and then helped her out; how they sat -there and cried for gladness; how some men came along in a skiff and Tom -hailed them and told them their situation and their famished condition; -how the men didn't believe the wild tale at first, "because," said they, -"you are five miles down the river below the valley the cave is in" ---then took them aboard, rowed to a house, gave them supper, made them -rest till two or three hours after dark and then brought them home. - -Before day-dawn, Judge Thatcher and the handful of searchers with him -were tracked out, in the cave, by the twine clews they had strung -behind them, and informed of the great news. - -Three days and nights of toil and hunger in the cave were not to be -shaken off at once, as Tom and Becky soon discovered. They were -bedridden all of Wednesday and Thursday, and seemed to grow more and -more tired and worn, all the time. Tom got about, a little, on -Thursday, was down-town Friday, and nearly as whole as ever Saturday; -but Becky did not leave her room until Sunday, and then she looked as -if she had passed through a wasting illness. - -Tom learned of Huck's sickness and went to see him on Friday, but -could not be admitted to the bedroom; neither could he on Saturday or -Sunday. He was admitted daily after that, but was warned to keep still -about his adventure and introduce no exciting topic. The Widow Douglas -stayed by to see that he obeyed. At home Tom learned of the Cardiff -Hill event; also that the "ragged man's" body had eventually been found -in the river near the ferry-landing; he had been drowned while trying -to escape, perhaps. - -About a fortnight after Tom's rescue from the cave, he started off to -visit Huck, who had grown plenty strong enough, now, to hear exciting -talk, and Tom had some that would interest him, he thought. Judge -Thatcher's house was on Tom's way, and he stopped to see Becky. The -Judge and some friends set Tom to talking, and some one asked him -ironically if he wouldn't like to go to the cave again. Tom said he -thought he wouldn't mind it. The Judge said: - -"Well, there are others just like you, Tom, I've not the least doubt. -But we have taken care of that. Nobody will get lost in that cave any -more." - -"Why?" - -"Because I had its big door sheathed with boiler iron two weeks ago, -and triple-locked--and I've got the keys." - -Tom turned as white as a sheet. - -"What's the matter, boy! Here, run, somebody! Fetch a glass of water!" - -The water was brought and thrown into Tom's face. - -"Ah, now you're all right. What was the matter with you, Tom?" - -"Oh, Judge, Injun Joe's in the cave!" - - - -CHAPTER XXXIII - -WITHIN a few minutes the news had spread, and a dozen skiff-loads of -men were on their way to McDougal's cave, and the ferryboat, well -filled with passengers, soon followed. Tom Sawyer was in the skiff that -bore Judge Thatcher. - -When the cave door was unlocked, a sorrowful sight presented itself in -the dim twilight of the place. Injun Joe lay stretched upon the ground, -dead, with his face close to the crack of the door, as if his longing -eyes had been fixed, to the latest moment, upon the light and the cheer -of the free world outside. Tom was touched, for he knew by his own -experience how this wretch had suffered. His pity was moved, but -nevertheless he felt an abounding sense of relief and security, now, -which revealed to him in a degree which he had not fully appreciated -before how vast a weight of dread had been lying upon him since the day -he lifted his voice against this bloody-minded outcast. - -Injun Joe's bowie-knife lay close by, its blade broken in two. The -great foundation-beam of the door had been chipped and hacked through, -with tedious labor; useless labor, too, it was, for the native rock -formed a sill outside it, and upon that stubborn material the knife had -wrought no effect; the only damage done was to the knife itself. But if -there had been no stony obstruction there the labor would have been -useless still, for if the beam had been wholly cut away Injun Joe could -not have squeezed his body under the door, and he knew it. So he had -only hacked that place in order to be doing something--in order to pass -the weary time--in order to employ his tortured faculties. Ordinarily -one could find half a dozen bits of candle stuck around in the crevices -of this vestibule, left there by tourists; but there were none now. The -prisoner had searched them out and eaten them. He had also contrived to -catch a few bats, and these, also, he had eaten, leaving only their -claws. The poor unfortunate had starved to death. In one place, near at -hand, a stalagmite had been slowly growing up from the ground for ages, -builded by the water-drip from a stalactite overhead. The captive had -broken off the stalagmite, and upon the stump had placed a stone, -wherein he had scooped a shallow hollow to catch the precious drop -that fell once in every three minutes with the dreary regularity of a -clock-tick--a dessertspoonful once in four and twenty hours. That drop -was falling when the Pyramids were new; when Troy fell; when the -foundations of Rome were laid; when Christ was crucified; when the -Conqueror created the British empire; when Columbus sailed; when the -massacre at Lexington was "news." It is falling now; it will still be -falling when all these things shall have sunk down the afternoon of -history, and the twilight of tradition, and been swallowed up in the -thick night of oblivion. Has everything a purpose and a mission? Did -this drop fall patiently during five thousand years to be ready for -this flitting human insect's need? and has it another important object -to accomplish ten thousand years to come? No matter. It is many and -many a year since the hapless half-breed scooped out the stone to catch -the priceless drops, but to this day the tourist stares longest at that -pathetic stone and that slow-dropping water when he comes to see the -wonders of McDougal's cave. Injun Joe's cup stands first in the list of -the cavern's marvels; even "Aladdin's Palace" cannot rival it. - -Injun Joe was buried near the mouth of the cave; and people flocked -there in boats and wagons from the towns and from all the farms and -hamlets for seven miles around; they brought their children, and all -sorts of provisions, and confessed that they had had almost as -satisfactory a time at the funeral as they could have had at the -hanging. - -This funeral stopped the further growth of one thing--the petition to -the governor for Injun Joe's pardon. The petition had been largely -signed; many tearful and eloquent meetings had been held, and a -committee of sappy women been appointed to go in deep mourning and wail -around the governor, and implore him to be a merciful ass and trample -his duty under foot. Injun Joe was believed to have killed five -citizens of the village, but what of that? If he had been Satan himself -there would have been plenty of weaklings ready to scribble their names -to a pardon-petition, and drip a tear on it from their permanently -impaired and leaky water-works. - -The morning after the funeral Tom took Huck to a private place to have -an important talk. Huck had learned all about Tom's adventure from the -Welshman and the Widow Douglas, by this time, but Tom said he reckoned -there was one thing they had not told him; that thing was what he -wanted to talk about now. Huck's face saddened. He said: - -"I know what it is. You got into No. 2 and never found anything but -whiskey. Nobody told me it was you; but I just knowed it must 'a' ben -you, soon as I heard 'bout that whiskey business; and I knowed you -hadn't got the money becuz you'd 'a' got at me some way or other and -told me even if you was mum to everybody else. Tom, something's always -told me we'd never get holt of that swag." - -"Why, Huck, I never told on that tavern-keeper. YOU know his tavern -was all right the Saturday I went to the picnic. Don't you remember you -was to watch there that night?" - -"Oh yes! Why, it seems 'bout a year ago. It was that very night that I -follered Injun Joe to the widder's." - -"YOU followed him?" - -"Yes--but you keep mum. I reckon Injun Joe's left friends behind him, -and I don't want 'em souring on me and doing me mean tricks. If it -hadn't ben for me he'd be down in Texas now, all right." - -Then Huck told his entire adventure in confidence to Tom, who had only -heard of the Welshman's part of it before. - -"Well," said Huck, presently, coming back to the main question, -"whoever nipped the whiskey in No. 2, nipped the money, too, I reckon ---anyways it's a goner for us, Tom." - -"Huck, that money wasn't ever in No. 2!" - -"What!" Huck searched his comrade's face keenly. "Tom, have you got on -the track of that money again?" - -"Huck, it's in the cave!" - -Huck's eyes blazed. - -"Say it again, Tom." - -"The money's in the cave!" - -"Tom--honest injun, now--is it fun, or earnest?" - -"Earnest, Huck--just as earnest as ever I was in my life. Will you go -in there with me and help get it out?" - -"I bet I will! I will if it's where we can blaze our way to it and not -get lost." - -"Huck, we can do that without the least little bit of trouble in the -world." - -"Good as wheat! What makes you think the money's--" - -"Huck, you just wait till we get in there. If we don't find it I'll -agree to give you my drum and every thing I've got in the world. I -will, by jings." - -"All right--it's a whiz. When do you say?" - -"Right now, if you say it. Are you strong enough?" - -"Is it far in the cave? I ben on my pins a little, three or four days, -now, but I can't walk more'n a mile, Tom--least I don't think I could." - -"It's about five mile into there the way anybody but me would go, -Huck, but there's a mighty short cut that they don't anybody but me -know about. Huck, I'll take you right to it in a skiff. I'll float the -skiff down there, and I'll pull it back again all by myself. You -needn't ever turn your hand over." - -"Less start right off, Tom." - -"All right. We want some bread and meat, and our pipes, and a little -bag or two, and two or three kite-strings, and some of these -new-fangled things they call lucifer matches. I tell you, many's -the time I wished I had some when I was in there before." - -A trifle after noon the boys borrowed a small skiff from a citizen who -was absent, and got under way at once. When they were several miles -below "Cave Hollow," Tom said: - -"Now you see this bluff here looks all alike all the way down from the -cave hollow--no houses, no wood-yards, bushes all alike. But do you see -that white place up yonder where there's been a landslide? Well, that's -one of my marks. We'll get ashore, now." - -They landed. - -"Now, Huck, where we're a-standing you could touch that hole I got out -of with a fishing-pole. See if you can find it." - -Huck searched all the place about, and found nothing. Tom proudly -marched into a thick clump of sumach bushes and said: - -"Here you are! Look at it, Huck; it's the snuggest hole in this -country. You just keep mum about it. All along I've been wanting to be -a robber, but I knew I'd got to have a thing like this, and where to -run across it was the bother. We've got it now, and we'll keep it -quiet, only we'll let Joe Harper and Ben Rogers in--because of course -there's got to be a Gang, or else there wouldn't be any style about it. -Tom Sawyer's Gang--it sounds splendid, don't it, Huck?" - -"Well, it just does, Tom. And who'll we rob?" - -"Oh, most anybody. Waylay people--that's mostly the way." - -"And kill them?" - -"No, not always. Hive them in the cave till they raise a ransom." - -"What's a ransom?" - -"Money. You make them raise all they can, off'n their friends; and -after you've kept them a year, if it ain't raised then you kill them. -That's the general way. Only you don't kill the women. You shut up the -women, but you don't kill them. They're always beautiful and rich, and -awfully scared. You take their watches and things, but you always take -your hat off and talk polite. They ain't anybody as polite as robbers ---you'll see that in any book. Well, the women get to loving you, and -after they've been in the cave a week or two weeks they stop crying and -after that you couldn't get them to leave. If you drove them out they'd -turn right around and come back. It's so in all the books." - -"Why, it's real bully, Tom. I believe it's better'n to be a pirate." - -"Yes, it's better in some ways, because it's close to home and -circuses and all that." - -By this time everything was ready and the boys entered the hole, Tom -in the lead. They toiled their way to the farther end of the tunnel, -then made their spliced kite-strings fast and moved on. A few steps -brought them to the spring, and Tom felt a shudder quiver all through -him. He showed Huck the fragment of candle-wick perched on a lump of -clay against the wall, and described how he and Becky had watched the -flame struggle and expire. - -The boys began to quiet down to whispers, now, for the stillness and -gloom of the place oppressed their spirits. They went on, and presently -entered and followed Tom's other corridor until they reached the -"jumping-off place." The candles revealed the fact that it was not -really a precipice, but only a steep clay hill twenty or thirty feet -high. Tom whispered: - -"Now I'll show you something, Huck." - -He held his candle aloft and said: - -"Look as far around the corner as you can. Do you see that? There--on -the big rock over yonder--done with candle-smoke." - -"Tom, it's a CROSS!" - -"NOW where's your Number Two? 'UNDER THE CROSS,' hey? Right yonder's -where I saw Injun Joe poke up his candle, Huck!" - -Huck stared at the mystic sign awhile, and then said with a shaky voice: - -"Tom, less git out of here!" - -"What! and leave the treasure?" - -"Yes--leave it. Injun Joe's ghost is round about there, certain." - -"No it ain't, Huck, no it ain't. It would ha'nt the place where he -died--away out at the mouth of the cave--five mile from here." - -"No, Tom, it wouldn't. It would hang round the money. I know the ways -of ghosts, and so do you." - -Tom began to fear that Huck was right. Misgivings gathered in his -mind. But presently an idea occurred to him-- - -"Lookyhere, Huck, what fools we're making of ourselves! Injun Joe's -ghost ain't a going to come around where there's a cross!" - -The point was well taken. It had its effect. - -"Tom, I didn't think of that. But that's so. It's luck for us, that -cross is. I reckon we'll climb down there and have a hunt for that box." - -Tom went first, cutting rude steps in the clay hill as he descended. -Huck followed. Four avenues opened out of the small cavern which the -great rock stood in. The boys examined three of them with no result. -They found a small recess in the one nearest the base of the rock, with -a pallet of blankets spread down in it; also an old suspender, some -bacon rind, and the well-gnawed bones of two or three fowls. But there -was no money-box. The lads searched and researched this place, but in -vain. Tom said: - -"He said UNDER the cross. Well, this comes nearest to being under the -cross. It can't be under the rock itself, because that sets solid on -the ground." - -They searched everywhere once more, and then sat down discouraged. -Huck could suggest nothing. By-and-by Tom said: - -"Lookyhere, Huck, there's footprints and some candle-grease on the -clay about one side of this rock, but not on the other sides. Now, -what's that for? I bet you the money IS under the rock. I'm going to -dig in the clay." - -"That ain't no bad notion, Tom!" said Huck with animation. - -Tom's "real Barlow" was out at once, and he had not dug four inches -before he struck wood. - -"Hey, Huck!--you hear that?" - -Huck began to dig and scratch now. Some boards were soon uncovered and -removed. They had concealed a natural chasm which led under the rock. -Tom got into this and held his candle as far under the rock as he -could, but said he could not see to the end of the rift. He proposed to -explore. He stooped and passed under; the narrow way descended -gradually. He followed its winding course, first to the right, then to -the left, Huck at his heels. Tom turned a short curve, by-and-by, and -exclaimed: - -"My goodness, Huck, lookyhere!" - -It was the treasure-box, sure enough, occupying a snug little cavern, -along with an empty powder-keg, a couple of guns in leather cases, two -or three pairs of old moccasins, a leather belt, and some other rubbish -well soaked with the water-drip. - -"Got it at last!" said Huck, ploughing among the tarnished coins with -his hand. "My, but we're rich, Tom!" - -"Huck, I always reckoned we'd get it. It's just too good to believe, -but we HAVE got it, sure! Say--let's not fool around here. Let's snake -it out. Lemme see if I can lift the box." - -It weighed about fifty pounds. Tom could lift it, after an awkward -fashion, but could not carry it conveniently. - -"I thought so," he said; "THEY carried it like it was heavy, that day -at the ha'nted house. I noticed that. I reckon I was right to think of -fetching the little bags along." - -The money was soon in the bags and the boys took it up to the cross -rock. - -"Now less fetch the guns and things," said Huck. - -"No, Huck--leave them there. They're just the tricks to have when we -go to robbing. We'll keep them there all the time, and we'll hold our -orgies there, too. It's an awful snug place for orgies." - -"What orgies?" - -"I dono. But robbers always have orgies, and of course we've got to -have them, too. Come along, Huck, we've been in here a long time. It's -getting late, I reckon. I'm hungry, too. We'll eat and smoke when we -get to the skiff." - -They presently emerged into the clump of sumach bushes, looked warily -out, found the coast clear, and were soon lunching and smoking in the -skiff. As the sun dipped toward the horizon they pushed out and got -under way. Tom skimmed up the shore through the long twilight, chatting -cheerily with Huck, and landed shortly after dark. - -"Now, Huck," said Tom, "we'll hide the money in the loft of the -widow's woodshed, and I'll come up in the morning and we'll count it -and divide, and then we'll hunt up a place out in the woods for it -where it will be safe. Just you lay quiet here and watch the stuff till -I run and hook Benny Taylor's little wagon; I won't be gone a minute." - -He disappeared, and presently returned with the wagon, put the two -small sacks into it, threw some old rags on top of them, and started -off, dragging his cargo behind him. When the boys reached the -Welshman's house, they stopped to rest. Just as they were about to move -on, the Welshman stepped out and said: - -"Hallo, who's that?" - -"Huck and Tom Sawyer." - -"Good! Come along with me, boys, you are keeping everybody waiting. -Here--hurry up, trot ahead--I'll haul the wagon for you. Why, it's not -as light as it might be. Got bricks in it?--or old metal?" - -"Old metal," said Tom. - -"I judged so; the boys in this town will take more trouble and fool -away more time hunting up six bits' worth of old iron to sell to the -foundry than they would to make twice the money at regular work. But -that's human nature--hurry along, hurry along!" - -The boys wanted to know what the hurry was about. - -"Never mind; you'll see, when we get to the Widow Douglas'." - -Huck said with some apprehension--for he was long used to being -falsely accused: - -"Mr. Jones, we haven't been doing nothing." - -The Welshman laughed. - -"Well, I don't know, Huck, my boy. I don't know about that. Ain't you -and the widow good friends?" - -"Yes. Well, she's ben good friends to me, anyway." - -"All right, then. What do you want to be afraid for?" - -This question was not entirely answered in Huck's slow mind before he -found himself pushed, along with Tom, into Mrs. Douglas' drawing-room. -Mr. Jones left the wagon near the door and followed. - -The place was grandly lighted, and everybody that was of any -consequence in the village was there. The Thatchers were there, the -Harpers, the Rogerses, Aunt Polly, Sid, Mary, the minister, the editor, -and a great many more, and all dressed in their best. The widow -received the boys as heartily as any one could well receive two such -looking beings. They were covered with clay and candle-grease. Aunt -Polly blushed crimson with humiliation, and frowned and shook her head -at Tom. Nobody suffered half as much as the two boys did, however. Mr. -Jones said: - -"Tom wasn't at home, yet, so I gave him up; but I stumbled on him and -Huck right at my door, and so I just brought them along in a hurry." - -"And you did just right," said the widow. "Come with me, boys." - -She took them to a bedchamber and said: - -"Now wash and dress yourselves. Here are two new suits of clothes ---shirts, socks, everything complete. They're Huck's--no, no thanks, -Huck--Mr. Jones bought one and I the other. But they'll fit both of you. -Get into them. We'll wait--come down when you are slicked up enough." - -Then she left. - - - -CHAPTER XXXIV - -HUCK said: "Tom, we can slope, if we can find a rope. The window ain't -high from the ground." - -"Shucks! what do you want to slope for?" - -"Well, I ain't used to that kind of a crowd. I can't stand it. I ain't -going down there, Tom." - -"Oh, bother! It ain't anything. I don't mind it a bit. I'll take care -of you." - -Sid appeared. - -"Tom," said he, "auntie has been waiting for you all the afternoon. -Mary got your Sunday clothes ready, and everybody's been fretting about -you. Say--ain't this grease and clay, on your clothes?" - -"Now, Mr. Siddy, you jist 'tend to your own business. What's all this -blow-out about, anyway?" - -"It's one of the widow's parties that she's always having. This time -it's for the Welshman and his sons, on account of that scrape they -helped her out of the other night. And say--I can tell you something, -if you want to know." - -"Well, what?" - -"Why, old Mr. Jones is going to try to spring something on the people -here to-night, but I overheard him tell auntie to-day about it, as a -secret, but I reckon it's not much of a secret now. Everybody knows ---the widow, too, for all she tries to let on she don't. Mr. Jones was -bound Huck should be here--couldn't get along with his grand secret -without Huck, you know!" - -"Secret about what, Sid?" - -"About Huck tracking the robbers to the widow's. I reckon Mr. Jones -was going to make a grand time over his surprise, but I bet you it will -drop pretty flat." - -Sid chuckled in a very contented and satisfied way. - -"Sid, was it you that told?" - -"Oh, never mind who it was. SOMEBODY told--that's enough." - -"Sid, there's only one person in this town mean enough to do that, and -that's you. If you had been in Huck's place you'd 'a' sneaked down the -hill and never told anybody on the robbers. You can't do any but mean -things, and you can't bear to see anybody praised for doing good ones. -There--no thanks, as the widow says"--and Tom cuffed Sid's ears and -helped him to the door with several kicks. "Now go and tell auntie if -you dare--and to-morrow you'll catch it!" - -Some minutes later the widow's guests were at the supper-table, and a -dozen children were propped up at little side-tables in the same room, -after the fashion of that country and that day. At the proper time Mr. -Jones made his little speech, in which he thanked the widow for the -honor she was doing himself and his sons, but said that there was -another person whose modesty-- - -And so forth and so on. He sprung his secret about Huck's share in the -adventure in the finest dramatic manner he was master of, but the -surprise it occasioned was largely counterfeit and not as clamorous and -effusive as it might have been under happier circumstances. However, -the widow made a pretty fair show of astonishment, and heaped so many -compliments and so much gratitude upon Huck that he almost forgot the -nearly intolerable discomfort of his new clothes in the entirely -intolerable discomfort of being set up as a target for everybody's gaze -and everybody's laudations. - -The widow said she meant to give Huck a home under her roof and have -him educated; and that when she could spare the money she would start -him in business in a modest way. Tom's chance was come. He said: - -"Huck don't need it. Huck's rich." - -Nothing but a heavy strain upon the good manners of the company kept -back the due and proper complimentary laugh at this pleasant joke. But -the silence was a little awkward. Tom broke it: - -"Huck's got money. Maybe you don't believe it, but he's got lots of -it. Oh, you needn't smile--I reckon I can show you. You just wait a -minute." - -Tom ran out of doors. The company looked at each other with a -perplexed interest--and inquiringly at Huck, who was tongue-tied. - -"Sid, what ails Tom?" said Aunt Polly. "He--well, there ain't ever any -making of that boy out. I never--" - -Tom entered, struggling with the weight of his sacks, and Aunt Polly -did not finish her sentence. Tom poured the mass of yellow coin upon -the table and said: - -"There--what did I tell you? Half of it's Huck's and half of it's mine!" - -The spectacle took the general breath away. All gazed, nobody spoke -for a moment. Then there was a unanimous call for an explanation. Tom -said he could furnish it, and he did. The tale was long, but brimful of -interest. There was scarcely an interruption from any one to break the -charm of its flow. When he had finished, Mr. Jones said: - -"I thought I had fixed up a little surprise for this occasion, but it -don't amount to anything now. This one makes it sing mighty small, I'm -willing to allow." - -The money was counted. The sum amounted to a little over twelve -thousand dollars. It was more than any one present had ever seen at one -time before, though several persons were there who were worth -considerably more than that in property. - - - -CHAPTER XXXV - -THE reader may rest satisfied that Tom's and Huck's windfall made a -mighty stir in the poor little village of St. Petersburg. So vast a -sum, all in actual cash, seemed next to incredible. It was talked -about, gloated over, glorified, until the reason of many of the -citizens tottered under the strain of the unhealthy excitement. Every -"haunted" house in St. Petersburg and the neighboring villages was -dissected, plank by plank, and its foundations dug up and ransacked for -hidden treasure--and not by boys, but men--pretty grave, unromantic -men, too, some of them. Wherever Tom and Huck appeared they were -courted, admired, stared at. The boys were not able to remember that -their remarks had possessed weight before; but now their sayings were -treasured and repeated; everything they did seemed somehow to be -regarded as remarkable; they had evidently lost the power of doing and -saying commonplace things; moreover, their past history was raked up -and discovered to bear marks of conspicuous originality. The village -paper published biographical sketches of the boys. - -The Widow Douglas put Huck's money out at six per cent., and Judge -Thatcher did the same with Tom's at Aunt Polly's request. Each lad had -an income, now, that was simply prodigious--a dollar for every week-day -in the year and half of the Sundays. It was just what the minister got ---no, it was what he was promised--he generally couldn't collect it. A -dollar and a quarter a week would board, lodge, and school a boy in -those old simple days--and clothe him and wash him, too, for that -matter. - -Judge Thatcher had conceived a great opinion of Tom. He said that no -commonplace boy would ever have got his daughter out of the cave. When -Becky told her father, in strict confidence, how Tom had taken her -whipping at school, the Judge was visibly moved; and when she pleaded -grace for the mighty lie which Tom had told in order to shift that -whipping from her shoulders to his own, the Judge said with a fine -outburst that it was a noble, a generous, a magnanimous lie--a lie that -was worthy to hold up its head and march down through history breast to -breast with George Washington's lauded Truth about the hatchet! Becky -thought her father had never looked so tall and so superb as when he -walked the floor and stamped his foot and said that. She went straight -off and told Tom about it. - -Judge Thatcher hoped to see Tom a great lawyer or a great soldier some -day. He said he meant to look to it that Tom should be admitted to the -National Military Academy and afterward trained in the best law school -in the country, in order that he might be ready for either career or -both. - -Huck Finn's wealth and the fact that he was now under the Widow -Douglas' protection introduced him into society--no, dragged him into -it, hurled him into it--and his sufferings were almost more than he -could bear. The widow's servants kept him clean and neat, combed and -brushed, and they bedded him nightly in unsympathetic sheets that had -not one little spot or stain which he could press to his heart and know -for a friend. He had to eat with a knife and fork; he had to use -napkin, cup, and plate; he had to learn his book, he had to go to -church; he had to talk so properly that speech was become insipid in -his mouth; whithersoever he turned, the bars and shackles of -civilization shut him in and bound him hand and foot. - -He bravely bore his miseries three weeks, and then one day turned up -missing. For forty-eight hours the widow hunted for him everywhere in -great distress. The public were profoundly concerned; they searched -high and low, they dragged the river for his body. Early the third -morning Tom Sawyer wisely went poking among some old empty hogsheads -down behind the abandoned slaughter-house, and in one of them he found -the refugee. Huck had slept there; he had just breakfasted upon some -stolen odds and ends of food, and was lying off, now, in comfort, with -his pipe. He was unkempt, uncombed, and clad in the same old ruin of -rags that had made him picturesque in the days when he was free and -happy. Tom routed him out, told him the trouble he had been causing, -and urged him to go home. Huck's face lost its tranquil content, and -took a melancholy cast. He said: - -"Don't talk about it, Tom. I've tried it, and it don't work; it don't -work, Tom. It ain't for me; I ain't used to it. The widder's good to -me, and friendly; but I can't stand them ways. She makes me get up just -at the same time every morning; she makes me wash, they comb me all to -thunder; she won't let me sleep in the woodshed; I got to wear them -blamed clothes that just smothers me, Tom; they don't seem to any air -git through 'em, somehow; and they're so rotten nice that I can't set -down, nor lay down, nor roll around anywher's; I hain't slid on a -cellar-door for--well, it 'pears to be years; I got to go to church and -sweat and sweat--I hate them ornery sermons! I can't ketch a fly in -there, I can't chaw. I got to wear shoes all Sunday. The widder eats by -a bell; she goes to bed by a bell; she gits up by a bell--everything's -so awful reg'lar a body can't stand it." - -"Well, everybody does that way, Huck." - -"Tom, it don't make no difference. I ain't everybody, and I can't -STAND it. It's awful to be tied up so. And grub comes too easy--I don't -take no interest in vittles, that way. I got to ask to go a-fishing; I -got to ask to go in a-swimming--dern'd if I hain't got to ask to do -everything. Well, I'd got to talk so nice it wasn't no comfort--I'd got -to go up in the attic and rip out awhile, every day, to git a taste in -my mouth, or I'd a died, Tom. The widder wouldn't let me smoke; she -wouldn't let me yell, she wouldn't let me gape, nor stretch, nor -scratch, before folks--" [Then with a spasm of special irritation and -injury]--"And dad fetch it, she prayed all the time! I never see such a -woman! I HAD to shove, Tom--I just had to. And besides, that school's -going to open, and I'd a had to go to it--well, I wouldn't stand THAT, -Tom. Looky here, Tom, being rich ain't what it's cracked up to be. It's -just worry and worry, and sweat and sweat, and a-wishing you was dead -all the time. Now these clothes suits me, and this bar'l suits me, and -I ain't ever going to shake 'em any more. Tom, I wouldn't ever got into -all this trouble if it hadn't 'a' ben for that money; now you just take -my sheer of it along with your'n, and gimme a ten-center sometimes--not -many times, becuz I don't give a dern for a thing 'thout it's tollable -hard to git--and you go and beg off for me with the widder." - -"Oh, Huck, you know I can't do that. 'Tain't fair; and besides if -you'll try this thing just a while longer you'll come to like it." - -"Like it! Yes--the way I'd like a hot stove if I was to set on it long -enough. No, Tom, I won't be rich, and I won't live in them cussed -smothery houses. I like the woods, and the river, and hogsheads, and -I'll stick to 'em, too. Blame it all! just as we'd got guns, and a -cave, and all just fixed to rob, here this dern foolishness has got to -come up and spile it all!" - -Tom saw his opportunity-- - -"Lookyhere, Huck, being rich ain't going to keep me back from turning -robber." - -"No! Oh, good-licks; are you in real dead-wood earnest, Tom?" - -"Just as dead earnest as I'm sitting here. But Huck, we can't let you -into the gang if you ain't respectable, you know." - -Huck's joy was quenched. - -"Can't let me in, Tom? Didn't you let me go for a pirate?" - -"Yes, but that's different. A robber is more high-toned than what a -pirate is--as a general thing. In most countries they're awful high up -in the nobility--dukes and such." - -"Now, Tom, hain't you always ben friendly to me? You wouldn't shet me -out, would you, Tom? You wouldn't do that, now, WOULD you, Tom?" - -"Huck, I wouldn't want to, and I DON'T want to--but what would people -say? Why, they'd say, 'Mph! Tom Sawyer's Gang! pretty low characters in -it!' They'd mean you, Huck. You wouldn't like that, and I wouldn't." - -Huck was silent for some time, engaged in a mental struggle. Finally -he said: - -"Well, I'll go back to the widder for a month and tackle it and see if -I can come to stand it, if you'll let me b'long to the gang, Tom." - -"All right, Huck, it's a whiz! Come along, old chap, and I'll ask the -widow to let up on you a little, Huck." - -"Will you, Tom--now will you? That's good. If she'll let up on some of -the roughest things, I'll smoke private and cuss private, and crowd -through or bust. When you going to start the gang and turn robbers?" - -"Oh, right off. We'll get the boys together and have the initiation -to-night, maybe." - -"Have the which?" - -"Have the initiation." - -"What's that?" - -"It's to swear to stand by one another, and never tell the gang's -secrets, even if you're chopped all to flinders, and kill anybody and -all his family that hurts one of the gang." - -"That's gay--that's mighty gay, Tom, I tell you." - -"Well, I bet it is. And all that swearing's got to be done at -midnight, in the lonesomest, awfulest place you can find--a ha'nted -house is the best, but they're all ripped up now." - -"Well, midnight's good, anyway, Tom." - -"Yes, so it is. And you've got to swear on a coffin, and sign it with -blood." - -"Now, that's something LIKE! Why, it's a million times bullier than -pirating. I'll stick to the widder till I rot, Tom; and if I git to be -a reg'lar ripper of a robber, and everybody talking 'bout it, I reckon -she'll be proud she snaked me in out of the wet." - - - -CONCLUSION - -SO endeth this chronicle. It being strictly a history of a BOY, it -must stop here; the story could not go much further without becoming -the history of a MAN. When one writes a novel about grown people, he -knows exactly where to stop--that is, with a marriage; but when he -writes of juveniles, he must stop where he best can. - -Most of the characters that perform in this book still live, and are -prosperous and happy. 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a new nation, conceived in Liberty, and dedicated -to the proposition that all men are created equal. - Now we are engaged in a great Civil War, testing whether that -nation, or any nation so conceived and so dedicated, can long -endure. - We are met on a great battle-field of that war. - We have come to dedicate a portion of that field, as a final -resting place for those who here gave their lives that that -nation might live. It is altogether fitting and proper that -we should do this. - But, in a larger sense, we can not dedicate - we can not -consecrate - we can not hallow - this ground. - The brave men, living and dead, who struggled here, have -consecrated it, far above our poor power to add or detract. -The world will little note, nor long remember what we say here, -but it can never forget what they did here. - It is for us the living, rather, to be dedicated here to the -unfinished work which they who fought here have thus far so -nobly advanced. It is rather for us to be here dedicated to -the great task remaining before us - that from these honored -dead we take increased devotion to that cause for which they -gave the last full measure of devotion - - that we here highly resolve that these dead shall not have -died in vain - that this nation, under God, shall have a new -birth of freedom - and that government of the people, by the -people, for the people, shall not perish from this earth. - -Abraham Lincoln, November 19, 1863, Gettysburg, Pennsylvania diff --git a/internal/compress/testdata/html.txt b/internal/compress/testdata/html.txt deleted file mode 100644 index a8603543..00000000 --- a/internal/compress/testdata/html.txt +++ /dev/null @@ -1,1183 +0,0 @@ - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
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