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Tom Sawyer, Detective
CHAPTER I. AN INVITATION FOR TOM AND HUCK
[Note: Strange as the incidents of this story are, they
are not inventions, but facts–even to the public confession
of the accused. I take them from an old-time Swedish
criminal trial, change the actors, and transfer the scenes
to America. I have added some details, but only a couple of
them are important ones. — M. T.]
WELL, it was the next spring after me and Tom Sawyer set our old nigger
Jim free, the time he was chained up for a runaway slave down there on
Tom’s uncle Silas’s farm in Arkansaw. The frost was working out of the
ground, and out of the air, too, and it was getting closer and closer
onto barefoot time every day; and next it would be marble time, and next
mumbletypeg, and next tops and hoops, and next kites, and then right
away it would be summer and going in a-swimming. It just makes a boy
homesick to look ahead like that and see how far off summer is. Yes, and
it sets him to sighing and saddening around, and there’s something the
matter with him, he don’t know what. But anyway, he gets out by himself
and mopes and thinks; and mostly he hunts for a lonesome place high up
on the hill in the edge of the woods, and sets there and looks away off
on the big Mississippi down there a-reaching miles and miles around the
points where the timber looks smoky and dim it’s so far off and still,
and everything’s so solemn it seems like everybody you’ve loved is dead
and gone, and you ‘most wish you was dead and gone too, and done with it
all.
Don’t you know what that is? It’s spring fever. That is what the name of
it is. And when you’ve got it, you want–oh, you don’t quite know what
it is you DO want, but it just fairly makes your heart ache, you want it
so! It seems to you that main
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