After dinner all the gang turned out to hunt for turtle eggs on the bar. They went about poking2 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 perfectly3 round white things a trifle smaller than an English walnut4. They had a famous fried-egg feast that night, and another on Friday morning.
After breakfast they went whooping5 and prancing6 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 averted7 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 tangle8 of white legs and arms and came up blowing, sputtering9, laughing, and gasping10 for breath at one and the same time.
When they were well exhausted11, they would run out and sprawl12 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 “ringtaw” 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 rattles13 off his ankle, and he wondered how he had escaped cramp14 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 longingly15 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 erased16 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 misery17 of it. The tears lay very near the surface. Huck was melancholy18, 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 mutinous19 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 crybaby 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 moodily20 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 crybabies. 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 sullenly21 on with his dressing23. And then it was discomforting to see Huck eying Joe’s preparations so wistfully, and keeping up such an ominous24 silence. Presently, without a parting word, Joe began to wade25 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 scattered26 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 tugging27 at his heart to yield his pride and go along too. He hoped the boys would stop, but they still waded28 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 darted29 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 warwhoop 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 plausible30 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, chattering32 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 novices33 had never smoked anything before but cigars made of grapevine, and they “bit” the tongue, and were not considered manly34 anyway.
Now they stretched themselves out on their elbows and began to puff35, charily36, 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 Miller37, and Jeff Thatcher38, when I said it. Don’t you remember, Huck, ’bout1 me saying that?”
“Yes, that’s so,” said Huck. “That was the day after I lost a white alley39. No, ’twas the day before.”
“There—I told you so,” said Tom. “Huck recollects40 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 spouting41 fountain; they could scarcely bail42 out the cellars under their tongues fast enough to prevent an inundation43; 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 miserable44, now. Joe’s pipe dropped from his nerveless fingers. Tom’s followed. Both fountains were going furiously and both pumps bailing45 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 utterance46:
“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 humble47 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 bode48 something. The boys huddled49 themselves together and sought the friendly companionship of the fire, though the dull dead heat of the breathless atmosphere was stifling50. They sat still, intent and waiting. The solemn hush51 continued. Beyond the light of the fire everything was swallowed up in the blackness of darkness. Presently there came a quivering glow that vaguely52 revealed the foliage53 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 fleeting54 breath upon their cheeks, and shuddered55 with the fancy that the Spirit of the Night had gone by. There was a pause. Now a weird56 flash turned night into day and showed every little grassblade, separate and distinct, that grew about their feet. And it showed three white, startled faces, too. A deep peal57 of thunder went rolling and tumbling down the heavens and lost itself in sullen22 rumblings in the distance. A sweep of chilly58 air passed by, rustling59 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 rend60 the treetops right over the boys’ heads. They clung together in terror, in the thick gloom that followed. A few big raindrops 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 plunging61 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 deafening63 thunder. And now a drenching64 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 thunderblasts drowned their voices utterly65. 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 bruises66, to the shelter of a great oak that stood upon the riverbank. Now the battle was at its highest. Under the ceaseless conflagration67 of lightning that flamed in the skies, everything below stood out in cleancut and shadowless distinctness: the bending trees, the billowy river, white with foam68, the driving spray of spumeflakes, the dim outlines of the high bluffs69 on the other side, glimpsed through the drifting cloudrack and the slanting70 veil of rain. Every little while some giant tree yielded the fight and fell crashing through the younger growth; and the unflagging thunderpeals came now in ear-splitting explosive bursts, keen and sharp, and unspeakably appalling71. The storm culminated72 in one matchless effort that seemed likely to tear the island to pieces, burn it up, drown it to the treetops, blow it away, and deafen62 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 retired73 with weaker and weaker threatenings and grumblings, and peace resumed her sway. The boys went back to camp, a good deal awed74; 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 catastrophe75 happened.
Everything in camp was drenched76, the campfire 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 eloquent77 in their distress78; 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 wrought79 until, with shreds80 and bark gathered from the under sides of sheltered logs, they coaxed81 the fire to burn again. Then they piled on great dead boughs82 till they had a roaring furnace, and were gladhearted once more. They dried their boiled ham and had a feast, and after that they sat by the fire and expanded and glorified83 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, drowsiness84 came over them, and they went out on the sandbar and lay down to sleep. They got scorched85 out by and by, and drearily86 set about getting breakfast. After the meal they felt rusty87, 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 imposing88 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 ambush89 with dreadful warwhoops, and killed and scalped each other by thousands. It was a gory90 day. Consequently it was an extremely satisfactory one.
They assembled in camp toward suppertime, 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 savages91 almost wished they had remained pirates. However, there was no other way; so with such show of cheerfulness as they could muster92 they called for the pipe and took their whiff as it passed, in due form.
And behold93, they were glad they had gone into savagery94, 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 chatter31 and brag95, since we have no further use for them at present.
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perfectly [ˈpɜ:fɪktli]
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walnut [ˈwɔ:lnʌt]
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whooping ['hu:pɪŋ]
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prancing [prænsɪŋ]
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averted [əˈvə:tid]
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tangle [ˈtæŋgl]
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sputtering ['spʌtərɪŋ]
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gasping ['gæspɪŋ]
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exhausted [ɪgˈzɔ:stɪd]
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rattles [ˈrætlz]
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longingly ['lɒŋɪŋlɪ]
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bailing ['beɪlɪŋ]
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utterance [ˈʌtərəns]
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humble [ˈhʌmbl]
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hush [hʌʃ]
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fleeting [ˈfli:tɪŋ]
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weird [wɪəd]
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peal [pi:l]
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chilly [ˈtʃɪli]
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rustling [ˈrʌslɪŋ]
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rend [rend]
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plunging [ˈplʌndʒɪŋ]
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deafen [ˈdefn]
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deafening [ˈdefnɪŋ]
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drenching ['drentʃɪŋ]
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utterly ['ʌtəli:]
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bruises [bru:ziz]
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conflagration [ˌkɒnfləˈgreɪʃn]
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foam [fəʊm]
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bluffs [blʌfs]
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slanting [ˈslɑ:ntɪŋ]
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culminated [ˈkʌlmineitid]
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catastrophe [kəˈtæstrəfi]
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drenched [drentʃd]
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eloquent [ˈeləkwənt]
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distress [dɪˈstres]
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wrought [rɔ:t]
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shreds [ʃredz]
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coaxed [kəukst]
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boughs [baʊz]
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glorified [ˈglɔ:rɪfaɪd]
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drowsiness ['draʊzɪnəs]
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drearily ['drɪərəlɪ]
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rusty [ˈrʌsti]
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imposing [ɪmˈpəʊzɪŋ]
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savages ['sævɪgɪz]
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muster [ˈmʌstə(r)]
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behold [bɪˈhəʊld]
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