THE ADVENTURES OF TOM SAWYER - online book

Original Illustrated Version By Mark Twain

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TOM SAWYER.
tiresome chirping of a cricket that no human ingenuity could locate, began. Next the ghastly ticking of a death-watch in the wall at the bed's head made Tom shudder—it meant that somebody's days were numbered. Then the howl of a far-off dog rose on the night air, and was answered by a fainter howl from a remoter distance. Tom was in an agony. At last he was* satisfied that time had ceased and eternity begun; he began to doze, in spite of himself; the clock chimed eleven but he did not hear it. And then there came mingling with his half-formed dreams,
a most melancholy caterwauling. The raising of a neighboring window dis­turbed him. A cry of " Scat! you devil!H and the crash of an empty bottle against the back of his aunt's woodshed brought him wide awake, and a single minute later he was dressed and out of the window and creeping along the roof of the u ell " on all fours. He " meow'd ,r with caution once or twice, as he went; then jumped to the* roof of the wood­shed and thence to the ground. Huckle­berry Finn was there, with his dead cat. The boys moved off and disappeared in the gloom. At the end of half an hour they were wading through the tall grass of the graveyard.
It was a graveyard of the old-fashioned tom's mode of egress.                   western kind. It was on a hill, about a
mile and a half from the village. It had a crazy board fence around it, whfich leaned inward in places, and outward the rest of the time, but stood upright nowhere. Grass and weeds grew rank over the whole cemetery. All the old graves were sunken -in, there was not a tombstone on the place; round-topped, worm-eaten boards staggered over the graves, leaning for support and finding none. "Sacred to the memory of" So-and-So had been painted on them once, but it