Adventures of Huckleberry Finn: Large Print

YOU don't know about me without you have read a book by the name of The Adventuresof Tom Sawyer; but that ain't no matter. That book was made by Mr. Mark Twain, and hetold the truth, mainly. There was things which he stretched, but mainly he told thetruth. That is nothing. I never seen anybody but lied one time or another, without it wasAunt 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, withsome stretchers, as I said before.Now the way that the book winds up is this: Tom and me found the money that therobbers hid in the cave, and it made us rich. We got six thousand dollars apiece-allgold. It was an awful sight of money when it was piled up. Well, Judge Thatcher he took itand put it out at interest, and it fetched us a dollar a day apiece all the year round-morethan a body could tell what to do with. The Widow Douglas she took me for her son, andallowed she would sivilize me; but it was rough living in the house all the time, consideringhow dismal regular and decent the widow was in all her ways; and so when I couldn't standit no longer I lit out. I got into my old rags and my sugar-hogshead again, and was free andsatisfied. But Tom Sawyer he hunted me up and said he was going to start a band ofrobbers, and I might join if I would go back to the widow and be respectable. So I wentback.The widow she cried over me, and called me a poor lost lamb, and she called me a lot ofother 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 oldthing commenced again. The widow rung a bell for supper, and you had to come to time.When you got to the table you couldn't go right to eating, but you had to wait for the widowto tuck down her head and grumble a little over the victuals, though there warn't reallyanything the matter with them, -that is, nothing only everything was cooked by itself. In abarrel of odds and ends it is different; things get mixed up, and the juice kind of swapsaround, and the things go better.After supper she got out her book and learned me about Moses and the Bulrushers, and Iwas in a sweat to find out all about him; but by and by she let it out that Moses had beendead a considerable long time; so then I didn't care no more about him, because I don't takeno stock in dead peop

Author: Mark Twain
ISBN-13: 9798585940101
Publisher: Independently Published
Language: English
Published: 12/24/2020
Pages: 366
Format: Paperback
Weight: 1.87lbs
Size: 11.02h x 8.50w x 0.76d