The Adventures of Tom Sawyer, Mark Twain, Part LXXI

Tom Sawyer

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"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.

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March 25th, 2013  11:58 AM

Well I give up yet again. This Becky keeps proving me wrong.