YOU 0 do n't know about
me 1 without
you 2 have read a book by the name of The Adventures of
Tom Sawyer 3 ; but that ai n't no matter .
That book was made by
Mr. Mark Twain 4 , and
he 4 told the truth , mainly .
There was things which
he 4 stretched , but mainly
he 4 told the truth .
That is nothing .
I 1 never seen
anybody 5 but lied one time or another , without it was
Aunt Polly 6 , or
the widow 7 , or maybe
Mary 8 .
Aunt Polly 6 -- ,
she 6 is -- and
Mary 8 , and
the Widow Douglas 7 is all told about in that book , which is mostly a true book , with some stretchers , as
I 1 said before .
Now the way that the book winds up is this :
Tom 3 and
me 1 found the money that
the robbers 9 hid in
the cave 10 , and it made
us 11 rich .
We 11 got six thousand dollars apiece -- all gold .
It was an awful sight of money when it was piled up .
Judge Thatcher 12
he 12 took it and put it out at interest , and it fetched
us 11 a dollar a day apiece all the year round -- more than a body could tell what to do with .
The Widow Douglas 7
she 7 took
me 1 for , and allowed
she 7 would sivilize
me 1 ; but it was rough living in
the house 14 all the time , considering how dismal regular and decent
the widow 7 was in all
her 7 ways ; and so when
I 1 could n't stand it no longer
I 1 lit out .
I 1 got into
my 1 old rags and
my 1 sugar-hogshead again , and was free and satisfied .
Tom Sawyer 3
he 3 hunted
me 1 up and said
he 3 was going to start a band of
robbers 15 , and
I 1 might join if
I 1 would go back to
the widow 7 and be respectable .
I 1 went back .
The widow 7
she 7 cried over
me 1 , and called
me 1 a poor lost lamb , and
she 7 called
me 1 a lot of other names , too , but
she 7 never meant no harm by it .
She 7 put
me 1 in them new clothes again , and
I 1 could n't do nothing but sweat and sweat , and feel all cramped up .
Well , then , the old thing commenced again .
The widow 7 rung a bell for supper , and
you 16 had to come to time .
you 17 got to the table
you 18 could n't go right to eating , but
you 19 had to wait for
the widow 7 to tuck down
her 7 head and grumble a little over the victuals , though there war n't really anything the matter with them , -- that is , nothing only everything was cooked by itself .
In a barrel of odds and ends it is different ; things get mixed up , and the juice kind of swaps around , and the things go better .
she 7 got out
her 7 book and learned
me 1 about
Moses 20 and
the Bulrushers 21 , and
I 1 was in a sweat to find out all about
him 20 ; but by and by
she 7 let it out that
Moses 20 had been dead a considerable long time ; so then
I 1 did n't care no more about
him 20 , because
I 1 do n't take no stock in
dead people 22 .
I 1 wanted to smoke , and asked
the widow 7 to let
me 1 .
she 7 would n't .
She 7 said it was a mean practice and was n't clean , and
I 1 must try to not do it any more .
That is just the way with
some people 23 .
They 23 get down on a thing when
they 23 do n't know nothing about it .
she 7 was a-bothering about
, yet finding a power of fault with
Moses , which was
, and no use to
, being gone ,
me 1 for doing a thing that had some good in it .
she 7 took snuff , too ; of course that was all right , because
she 7 done it
herself 7 .
Miss Watson 62 ,
a tolerable slim old maid 61 , with goggles on , had just come to live with
her 7 , and took a set at
me 1 now with a spelling-book .
She 26 worked
me 1 middling hard for about an hour , and then
the widow 7 made
her 26 ease up .
I 1 could n't stood it much longer .
Then for an hour it was deadly dull , and
I 1 was fidgety .
Miss Watson 26 would say , “ Do n't put
your 1 feet up there ,
Huckleberry 1 ; ” and “ Do n't scrunch up like that ,
Huckleberry 1 -- set up straight ; ” and pretty soon
she 26 would say , “ Do n't gap and stretch like that ,
Huckleberry 1 -- why do n't
you 1 try to behave ? ”
she 26 told
me 1 all about
the bad place 27 , and
I 1 said
I 1 wished
I 1 was
there 27 .
She 26 got mad then , but
I 1 did n't mean no harm .
I 1 wanted was to go somewheres ; all
I 1 wanted was a change ,
I 1 war n't particular .
She 26 said it was wicked to say what
I 1 said ; said
she 26 would n't say it for
the whole world 28 ;
she 26 was going to live so as to go to
the good place 29 .
I 1 could n't see no advantage in going where
she 26 was going , so
I 1 made up
my 1 mind
I 1 would n't try for it .
I 1 never said so , because it would only make trouble , and would n't do no good .
she 26 had got a start , and
she 26 went on and told
me 1 all about
the good place 29 .
She 26 said all
a body 30 would have to do
there 29 was to go around all day long with a harp and sing , forever and ever .
I 1 did n't think much of it .
I 1 never said so .
I 1 asked
her 26 if
she 26 reckoned
Tom Sawyer 3 would go
there 29 , and
she 26 said not by a considerable sight .
I 1 was glad about that , because
I 1 wanted
him 3 and
me 1 to be together .
Miss Watson 26
she 26 kept pecking at
me 1 , and it got tiresome and lonesome .
By and by
they 31 fetched
the niggers 32 in and had prayers , and then
everybody 33 was off to bed .
I 1 went up to with a piece of candle , and put it on the table .
I 1 set down in a chair by the window and tried to think of something cheerful , but it war n't no use .
I 1 felt so lonesome
I 1 most wished
I 1 was dead .
The stars were shining , and the leaves rustled in the woods ever so mournful ; and
I 1 heard an owl , away off , who-whooing about
somebody that was dead 35 , and a whippowill and a dog crying about
somebody that was going to die 36 ; and the wind was trying to whisper something to
me 1 , and
I 1 could n't make out what it was , and so it made the cold shivers run over
me 1 .
Then away out in
the woods 37
I 1 heard that kind of a sound that a ghost makes when it wants to tell about something that 's on its mind and ca n't make itself understood , and so ca n't rest easy in its
grave 38 , and has to go about that way every night grieving .
I 1 got so down-hearted and scared
I 1 did wish
I 1 had
some company 39 .
Pretty soon a spider went crawling up
my 1 shoulder , and
I 1 flipped it off and it lit in the candle ; and before
I 1 could budge it was all shriveled up .
I 1 did n't need
anybody 40 to tell
me 1 that that was an awful bad sign and would fetch
me 1 some bad luck , so
I 1 was scared and most shook the clothes off of
me 1 .
I 1 got up and turned around in
my 1 tracks three times and crossed
my 1 breast every time ; and then
I 1 tied up a little lock of
my 1 hair with a thread to keep
witches 41 away .
I 1 had n't no confidence .
You 42 do that when
you 43 've lost a horseshoe that
you 44 've found , instead of nailing it up over the door , but
I 1 had n't ever heard
anybody 45 say it was any way to keep off bad luck when
you 46 'd killed a spider .
I 1 set down again , a-shaking all over , and got out
my 1 pipe for a smoke ; for
the house 14 was all as still as death now , and so
the widow 7 would n't know .
Well , after a long time
I 1 heard the clock away off in
the town 47 go boom -- boom -- boom -- twelve licks ; and all still again -- stiller than ever .
I 1 heard a twig snap down in the dark amongst the trees -- something was a stirring .
I 1 set still and listened .
I 1 could just barely hear a “ me-yow !
me-yow ! ”
down there .
That was good !
I 1 , “ me-yow !
me-yow ! ”
as soft as
I 1 could , and then
I 1 put out the light and scrambled out of the window on to
the shed 48 .
I 1 slipped down to the ground and crawled in among the trees , and , sure enough , there was
Tom Sawyer 3 waiting for
me 1 .
CHAPTER II .
WE 11 went tiptoeing along a path amongst the trees back towards the end of , stooping down so as the branches would n't scrape
our 11 heads .
we 11 was passing by
the kitchen 50
I 1 fell over a root and made a noise .
We 11 scrouched down and laid still .
Miss Watson 26
's big nigger 51
Jim 51 , was setting in the
kitchen 50 door ;
we 11 could see
him 51 pretty clear , because there was a light behind
him 51 .
He 51 got up and stretched
his 51 neck out about a minute , listening .
he 51 says : “ Who dah ? ”
He 51 listened some more ; then
he 51 come tiptoeing down and stood right between
us 11 ;
we 11 could a touched
him 51 , nearly .
Well , likely it was minutes and minutes that there war n't a sound , and
we 52 all there so close together .
There was a place on
my 1 ankle that got to itching , but
I 1 das n't scratch it ; and then
my 1 ear begun to itch ; and next
my 1 back , right between
my 1 shoulders .
I 1 'd die if
I 1 could n't scratch .
I 1 've noticed that thing plenty times since .
you 53 are with the quality , or at a funeral , or trying to go to sleep when
you 54 ai n't sleepy -- if
you 55 are anywheres where it wo n't do for
you 56 to scratch , why
you 57 will itch all over in upwards of a thousand places .
Jim 51 says : “ Say , who is
you 58 ?
you 59 ?
my 51 cats ef
I 51 didn ' hear sumf ' n. Well ,
I 51 know what
I 51 's gwyne to do :
I 51 's gwyne to set down here and listen tell
I 51 hears it agin . ”
he 51 set down on the ground betwixt
me 1 and
Tom 3 .
He 51 leaned
his 51 back up against a tree , and stretched
his 51 legs out till one of them most touched one of mine .
My 1 nose begun to itch .
It itched till the tears come into
my 1 eyes .
I 1 das n't scratch .
Then it begun to itch on the inside .
I 1 got to itching underneath .
I 1 did n't know how
I 1 was going to set still .
This miserableness went on as much as six or seven minutes ; but it seemed a sight longer than that .
I 1 was itching in eleven different places now .
I 1 reckoned
I 1 could n't stand it more 'n a minute longer , but
I 1 set
my 1 teeth hard and got ready to try .
Jim 51 begun to breathe heavy ; next
he 51 begun to snore -- and then
I 1 was pretty soon comfortable again .