Chapter 8 I had now been here so long that many things which I brought on shore for my help had either quite gone or very much been wasted and near spent.My ink, as I observed, had been gone for some time, all but a very little, which I eked out with water till it […]
Chapter 7 The rainy season of the autumnal equinox had now come, and I kept the 30th of September in the same solemn manner as before; being the anniversary of my landing on the island, having now been there two years, and no more prospect of being delivered than the first day I came there.
Chapter 6 In this time I found much employment (and very suitable also to the time), for I found great occasion of many things which I had no way to furnish myself with but by hard labour and constant application. Particularly I tried many ways to make myself a basket, but all the twigs I
Chapter 5 I was under some apprehensions during my absence from the land that at least my provisions might be devoured onshore; but when I came back I found no sign of any visitor, only there sat a creature like a wild cat upon one of the chests, which, when I came towards it, ran
Chapter 4 When I walked it was broad day, the weather clear, and the storm abated, so that the sea did not rage and swell as before; but that which surprised me most was, that the ship was lifted off in the night from the sand where she lay by the swelling of the tide,
Chapter 3 They asked me what I was, in Portuguese and in Spanish and in French, but I understood none of them. But at last a Scotch sailor who was on board called to me. I answered him, and told him I was an Englishman, that I had made my escape out of slavery from
Chapter 2 I was now set up for a Guinea trader: and my friend, to my great misfortune, dying soon after his arrival, I resolved to go to the same voyage again, and I embarked in the same vessel with one who was his mate in the former voyage, and had now got the command
Chapter 1 I was born in the year 1632, in the city of York, of a good family. I had two elder brothers, one of which was lieutenant-colonel to an English regiment of foot in Flanders, and was killed at the battle near Dunkirk against the Spaniards; what became of my second brother I never
Chapter-17 Tom 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
Chapter-16 Inside the cave Huck said: “Tom, we can slope, if we can find a rope. The window isn’t high from the ground.”“Shucks, what do you want to slope for?”“Well, I amn’t used to that kind of crowd. I can’t stand it. I amn’t going down there, Tom.”“Oh, bother! It isn’t anything. I don’t mind
Chapter-15 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
Chapter-14 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 sank into secondary importance for a moment, and Becky took the chief place in the boy’s interest. He saw her, and they had an
Chapter-13 That night Tom and Huck were ready for their adventure. They hung about the neighbourhood 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
Chapter-12 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:“Look here, Tom, do you know what day it is?” Tom mentally ran over the days of the week, and then
Chapter-11 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