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Том Сойер - обыкновенный американский мальчишка, увлекающийся и, по мнению взрослых, непослушный, неугомонный выдумщик, но и верный друг. Герой Марка Твена подкупает находчивостью и простодушием, предприимчивостью и любопытством. Приключения Тома помогают увидеть врожденную доброту мальчика, неподдельную жажду свободы и справедливости.
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1210It 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.
1211If he only had a clean Sunday-school record he could be willing to go, and be done with it all.
1212Now as to this girl.
1213What had he done?
1214Nothing.
1215He had meant the best in the world, and been treated like a dog--like a very dog.
1216She would be sorry some day--maybe when it was too late.
1217Ah, if he could only die TEMPORARILY!
1218But the elastic heart of youth cannot be compressed into one constrained shape long at a time.
1219Tom presently began to drift insensibly back into the concerns of this life again.
1220What if he turned his back, now, and disappeared mysteriously?
1221What if he went away--ever so far away, into unknown countries beyond the seas--and never came back any more!
1222How would she feel then!
1223The idea of being a clown recurred to him now, only to fill him with disgust.
1224For 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.
1225No, he would be a soldier, and return after long years, all war-worn and illustrious.
1226No--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.
1227But no, there was something gaudier even than this.
1228He would be a pirate!
1229That was it! NOW his future lay plain before him, and glowing with unimaginable splendor.
1230How his name would fill the world, and make people shudder!
1231How 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!
1232And 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,
1233"It's Tom Sawyer the Pirate!--the Black Avenger of the Spanish Main!"
1234Yes, it was settled; his career was determined.
1235He would run away from home and enter upon it.
1236He would start the very next morning.
1237Therefore he must now begin to get ready.
1238He would collect his resources together.
1239He went to a rotten log near at hand and began to dig under one end of it with his Barlow knife.
1240He soon struck wood that sounded hollow.
1241He put his hand there and uttered this incantation impressively:
1242"What hasn't come here, come!
1243What's here, stay here!"
1244Then he scraped away the dirt, and exposed a pine shingle.
1245He took it up and disclosed a shapely little treasure-house whose bottom and sides were of shingles.
1246In it lay a marble.
1247Tom's astonishment was boundless!
1248He scratched his head with a perplexed air, and said:
1249"Well, that beats anything!"
1250Then he tossed the marble away pettishly, and stood cogitating.
1251The truth was, that a superstition of his had failed, here, which he and all his comrades had always looked upon as infallible.
1252If 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.
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