Excerpt from “Adventures of Huckleberry Finn” by Mark Twain ~~Raft~~

picture-AdventuresHuckFinn-TwainSoon as it was night out we shoved; when we got her out to about the middle we let her alone, and let her float wherever the current wanted her to; then we lit the pipes, and dangled our legs in the water, and talked about all kinds of things—we was always naked, day and night, whenever the mosquitoes would let us—the new clothes Buck’s folks made for me was too good to be comfortable, and besides I didn’t go much on clothes, nohow.
Sometimes we’d have that whole river all to ourselves for the longest time. Yonder was the banks and the islands, across the water; and maybe a spark—which was a candle in a cabin window; and sometimes on the water you could see a spark or two—on a raft or a scow, you know; and maybe you could hear a fiddle or a song coming over from one of them crafts. It’s lovely to live on a raft. We had the sky up there, all speckled with stars, and we used to lay on our backs and look up at them, and discuss about whether they was made or only just happened. Jim he allowed they was made, but I allowed they happened; I judged it would have took too long to make so many. Jim said the moon could a laid them; well, that looked kind of reasonable, so I didn’t say nothing against it, because I’ve seen a frog lay most as many, so of course it could be done. We used to watch the stars that fell, too, and see them streak down. Jim allowed they’d got spoiled and was hove out of the nest.
Once or twice of a night we would see a steamboat slipping along in the dark, and now and then she would belch a whole world of sparks up out of her chimbleys, and they would rain down in the river and look awful pretty; then she would turn a corner and her lights would wink out and her powwow shut off and leave the river still again; and by and by her waves would get to us, a long time after she was gone, and joggle the raft a bit, and after that you wouldn’t hear nothing for you couldn’t tell how long, except maybe frogs or something.
After midnight the people on shore went to bed, and then for two or three hours the shores was black—no more sparks in the cabin windows. These sparks was our clock—the first one that showed again meant morning was coming, so we hunted a place to hide and tie up right away.

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3 responses to “Excerpt from “Adventures of Huckleberry Finn” by Mark Twain ~~Raft~~

  1. Mark Twain was the pen name of Samuel Langhorne Clemens, who was born in Florida, Missouri, USA on 30 November 1835. He died in Redding, Connecticut, USA on 21 April 1910, aged 74 years.
    ‘Huckleberry Finn’ was published in England in 1884, and subsequently in the USA in 1885.

  2. Funny, I found this book to be much easier to read — and more enjoyable — when I read it on my own when I was in fourth-grade rather than again as a junior in high school.

  3. to see a recently discovered double ambrotype of Samuel Clemens, visit http://www.kaplancollection.com.

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