The Adventures Of Huckleberry Finn

  • Chapter 1

  • Scene: The Mississippi Valley

  • Huckleberry Finn (Narrator)

    You don’t know about me without you have read a book by the name of The Adventures of Tom Sawyer; but that ain’t no matter.

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  • That book was made by Mr. Mark Twain, and he told the truth, mainly.

  • There was things which he stretched, but mainly he told the truth.

  • That is nothing.

  • I never seen anybody but lied one time or another, without it was Aunt Polly, or the widow, or maybe Mary.

  • Aunt Polly—Tom’s Aunt Polly, she is—and Mary, and the Widow Douglas is all told about in that book, which is mostly a true book, with some stretchers, as I said before.

  • Huckleberry Finn (Narrator)

    Now the way that the book winds up is this: Tom and me found the money that the robbers hid in the cave, and it made us rich.

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  • We got six thousand dollars apiece—all gold.

  • It was an awful sight of money when it was piled up.

  • Well, Judge Thatcher he took it and put it out at interest, and it fetched us a dollar a day apiece all the year round—more than a body could tell what to do with.

  • The Widow Douglas she took me for her son, and allowed she would sivilize me; but it was rough living in the house all the time, considering how dismal regular and decent the widow was in all her ways; and so when I couldn’t stand it no longer I lit out.

  • I got into my old rags and my sugar-hogshead again, and was free and satisfied.

  • But Tom Sawyer he hunted me up and said he was going to start a band of robbers, and I might join if I would go back to the widow and be respectable.

  • So I went back.

  • The widow she cried over me, and called me a poor lost lamb, and she called me a lot of other names, too, but she never meant no harm by it.

  • She put me in them new clothes again, and I couldn’t do nothing but sweat and sweat, and feel all cramped up.

  • Well, then, the old thing commenced again.

  • The widow rung a bell for supper, and you had to come to time.