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CHAPTER ONE

HUCKLEBERRY FINN

Scene: Then Mississippi Valley


Time: Forty to fifty years Ago

You ou 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. 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.

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. 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 dis- mal 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. When you got to the table you couldn't go right to
eating, but you had to wait for the widow to tuck down her head and grumble a
little over the victuals, though there wasn’t really anything the matter with them,
that is, nothing only everything was cooked by itself. In a barrel of odds and ends it
is different; things get mixed up, and the juice kind of swaps around, and the things
go better.

After supper she got out her book and learned me about Moses and the Bulrushes,
and I was in a sweat to find out all about him; but by and by she let it out that
Moses had been dead a considerable long time; so then I didn't care no more about
him, because I don't take no stock in dead people.

Pretty soon I wanted to smoke, and asked the widow to let me. But she wouldn't.
She said it was a mean practice and wasn't clean, and I must try to not do it any
more. That is just the way with some people. They get down on a thing when they
don't know nothing about it. Here she was a-bothering about Moses, which was no
kin to her, and no use to anybody, being gone, you see, yet finding a power of fault
with me for doing a thing that had some good in it. And she took snuff, too; of
course that was all right, because she done it herself .Her sister, Miss Watson, a
tolerable slim old maid, with goggles on,
had just come to live with her, and took a set at me now with a spelling-book. She
worked me middling hard for about an hour, and then the widow made her ease up.
I couldn't stood it much longer. Then for an hour it was deadly dull, and I was
fidgety. Miss Watson would say, "Don't put your feet up there, Huckleberry;" and
"Don't scrunch up like that, Huckleberry-set up straight;" and pretty soon she
would say, "Don't gap and stretch like that, Huckleberry-why don't you try to
behave?" Then she told me all about the bad place, and I said I wished I was there.
She got mad then, but I didn't mean no harm. All I wanted was to go somewhere;
all I wanted was a change, I warn't particular. She said it was wicked to say what I
said; said she wouldn't say it for the whole world; she was going to live so as to go
to the good place. Well, I couldn't see no advantage in going where she was going,
so I made up my mind I wouldn't try for it. But I never said so, because it would
only make trouble, and wouldn't do no good.

Now she had got a start, and she went on and told me all about the good place. She
said all a body would have to do there was to go around all day long with a harp
and sing, forever and ever. So I didn't think much of it. But I never said so. I asked
her if she reckoned Tom Sawyer would go there, and she said not by a
considerable sight. I was glad about that, because I wanted him and me to be
together. Miss Watson she kept pecking at me, and it got tiresome and lone-some.
By and by they fetched the niggers in and had prayers, and then everybody was off
to bed. I went up to my room with a piece of candle, and put it on the table. Then I
set down in a chair by the window and tried to think of something cheerful, but it
warn't no use. I felt so lonesome I most wished I was dead. The stars were shin-ing,
and the leaves rustled in the woods ever so mournful; and I heard an owl, away off,
who-whooing about somebody that was dead, and a whippowill and a dog crying
about somebody that was going to die; and the wind was trying to whisper
something to me, and I couldn't make out what it was, and so it made the cold
shivers run over me. Then away out in the woods I heard that kind of a sound that a
ghost makes when it wants to tell about something that's on its mind and can't
make itself understood, and so can't rest

easy in its grave, and has to go about that way every night grieving. I got so down-
hearted and scared I did wish I had some company. Pretty soon a spider went
crawling up my shoulder, and I flipped it off and it lit in the candle; and before I
could budge it was all shriv- eled up. I didn't need anybody to tell me that that was
an awful bad sign and would fetch me some bad luck, so I was scared and most
shook the clothes off of me. I got up and turned around in my tracks three times
and crossed my breast every time; and then I tied up a little lock of my hair with a
thread to keep witches away. But I hadn't no confidence. You do that when you've
lost a horseshoe that you've found, instead of nailing it up over the door, but I
hadn't ever heard anybody say it was any way to keep off bad luck when you'd
killed a spider.

I set down again, a-shaking all over, and got out my pipe for a smoke; for the
house was all as still as death now, and so the widow wouldn't know. Well, after a
long time I heard the clock away off in the town go boom boom boom-twelve
licks; and all still again-stiller than ever. Pretty soon I heard a twig snap down in
the dark amongst the trees something was a stirring. I set still and listened. Directly
I could just barely hear a "me-yow! me-yow!" down there. That was good! Says I,
"me-yow! me-yow!" as soft as I could, and then I put out the light and scrambled
out of the window on to the shed. Then I slipped down to the ground and crawled
in among the trees, and, sure enough, there was Tom Sawyer waiting for me.

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Huck's relationship with Widow Douglas and Miss Watson underscores the theme of hypocrisy in societal values through their contradictory behaviors and expectations. Widow Douglas takes Huck in with the intention of civilizing him, yet her efforts are seen as superficial, as she insists on practices like saying grace without genuine engagement . Similarly, Miss Watson enforces strict religious and moral standards on Huck, condemning smoking while ignoring her own use of snuff, which reveals a double standard . These interactions highlight the inconsistency and arbitrariness in societal attempts to impose morality, emphasizing the theme of hypocrisy in moral and religious pretensions.

Huck Finn exhibits a conflicted attitude towards civilization and societal norms, valuing his personal freedom over the constraints imposed by society. Despite being taken in by the Widow Douglas, who attempts to 'sivilize' him by introducing him to a structured, civilized lifestyle, Huck finds it stifling and uncomfortable, as seen in his yearning for his old life of freedom . His resistance to societal norms is further evident in his skepticism of religious teachings and moralizing from figures like Miss Watson, who he finds hypocritical and unconvincing . This attitude reveals Huck's independent spirit and critical approach to accepted norms and values, highlighting his desire for autonomy and a simpler, more authentic way of living.

Nature plays a crucial role in shaping Huck Finn's sense of freedom and identity by providing a refuge from societal constraints and reflecting his inner state. In moments of reflection, such as when he feels lonely and contemplates life with the stars shining and the leaves rustling mournfully, nature appears as a mirror to his emotional isolation . The natural setting offers Huck the freedom to explore and express himself away from the pressures of civilization, as seen when he chooses to run away and live in the free, unstructured environment of the Mississippi River . Nature thus becomes intertwined with Huck's identity, representing his longing for independence and authenticity.

Huck's perception of adult figures such as the Widow Douglas, Miss Watson, and Judge Thatcher shapes his views on authority and morality by highlighting their inconsistencies and contradictions. He respects Judge Thatcher for safeguarding his money, a pragmatic and tangible benefit, which aligns with his practical views . In contrast, he regards Widow Douglas and Miss Watson with skepticism due to their rigid enforcement of societal and religious norms, which he finds hypocritical . This mixed perception prompts Huck to question the validity of conventional authority and moral teachings, leading him to develop his own moral compass based on personal experiences and practical outcomes rather than conforming to imposed beliefs.

Mark Twain establishes Huck's voice and credibility as a narrator through the use of idiomatic language, first-person perspective, and an honest tone. Huck's narrative is filled with colloquialisms and regional dialects that render it authentic and engaging, reflecting his background and personality . The first-person perspective allows readers intimate access to Huck's thoughts and feelings, making his accounts believable and relatable, even when they veer into fantastical territory . His candidness about his flaws and lack of understanding of some topics enhances his credibility, as he appears sincere and without pretension, inviting readers to trust his story as unvarnished truth, adding depth to Twain's social critique.

Companionship, particularly with Tom Sawyer, plays a pivotal role in influencing Huck's decisions and actions by serving as a catalyst for adventure and moral questioning. Tom's imaginative schemes, such as forming a band of robbers, often entice Huck to conform to the expectations of friendship, thereby pulling him back into societal settings he might otherwise shun . Despite their different outlooks, Huck values this companionship as a vital source of joy and belonging, which is evident when he is eager to reconnect with Tom even amidst loneliness and fear . This relationship highlights how companionship can both inspire and challenge individuals, influencing Huck's actions by providing a balance between his desire for freedom and need for social bonds.

Twain uses humor to address serious themes by employing Huck's candid and often naive observations as a vehicle for satirical social commentary. Huck's straightforward perspective contrasts with the overly serious and hypocritical attitudes of adults, such as his irreverent take on religious teachings about heaven and hell, which he regards with skepticism and amusement . This humor serves to critique societal norms and moral hypocrisy, allowing Twain to broach sensitive topics with a light touch, thus engaging readers while encouraging them to question their own values and beliefs. The humor not only entertains but invites reflection on the absurdities of social conventions and accepted moralities.

Huck's superstitious beliefs contribute to the exploration of rationality and superstition by highlighting the tension between irrational fears and logical reasoning. Huck's fear of bad luck, triggered by incidents such as killing a spider, reflects a reliance on superstition to make sense of uncertain situations, which emphasizes a common human tendency to seek control through belief in omens . Despite this reliance, Huck often demonstrates a capacity for critical thinking and skepticism of societal norms, which suggests an undercurrent of rationality in his character. This juxtaposition between superstition and rationality serves to underscore the complexity of belief systems in the face of an unpredictable world.

Huck's feelings of loneliness and his responses to solitude reveal his inner struggles with identity, belonging, and societal expectations. His solitude often prompts deep reflection, as when he sits by the window feeling isolated despite being surrounded by the comforting presence of nature, which simultaneously amplifies his loneliness . His fear of bad omens and the supernatural when alone demonstrates his internal conflicts and vulnerability in navigating a world where he feels disconnected from societal norms . Huck's quest for companionship, particularly in seeking out Tom Sawyer, underscores his need for connection to counteract his existential angst and uncertainty, thus revealing his struggle to find balance between independence and community.

Huck's reflections on mortality and the afterlife significantly shape the novel's philosophical undertones by introducing existential questions and doubts about traditional beliefs. Huck's disinterest in the biblical figure Moses, simply because he is dead, illustrates a pragmatic view that values present, tangible experiences over abstract, intangible doctrines . His conversations with Miss Watson about heaven and hell expose his skepticism towards conventional religious dogmas, suggesting a preference for personal judgment over blind faith . These reflections contribute to the novel's exploration of individualism and the questioning of societal and religious morality, framing Huck's journey as not only physical but also philosophical in nature.

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