THE ADVENTURES OF TOM SAWYER - online book

Original Illustrated Version By Mark Twain

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	TOM DECIDES ON HIS COURSE.		8x
	Hying at the fore! And at the zenith of his fame, how he would suddenly appear at the old village and stalk into church, brown and weather-beaten, in his black velvet doublet and trunks, his great jack-boots, his crimson sash, his belt bristling with horse-pistols, his crime-rusted cutlass at his side, his slouch hat with waving plumes, his black flag un­furled, with the skull and cross-bones on it, and hear with swelling ecstasy the whisper­ings, "It's Tom Sawyer the Pirate! — the Black Avenger of the Spanish Main! " Yes, it was settled ; his career was deter­mined. He would run away from home and enter upon it. He would start the very next morning. Therefore he must now begin to get ready. He would collect his resources together. He went to a rotten log near at hand and began to dig under one end of it with his Barlow knife. He soon struck wood that sounded hollow. He put his hand there and uttered this incantation impressively: h What hasn't come here, come! What's here, stay here! " Then he scraped away the dirt, and ex­posed a pine shingle. He took it up and disclosed a shapely little treasure-house whose bottom and sides were of shingles. In it lay a marble. Tom's astonishment was boundless! He scratched his head with a perplexed air, and said:
		TOM MEDITATES.