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Las aventuras de Tom Sawyer
Capítulo 35, Página 1
The
news
of
Tom
and
Huck's
newfound
wealth
caused
quite
a
sensation
in
the
small
village
of
St.
Petersburg.
Such
a
large
amount,
all
in
real
cash,
seemed
almost
unbelievable.
People
talked
about
it
constantly,
celebrated
it,
and
exaggerated
its
importance
until
many
of
the
townspeople
were
overwhelmed
by
the
excitement.
Every
"haunted"
house
in
St.
Petersburg
and
nearby
villages
was
searched
thoroughly
for
hidden
treasure—not
by
boys,
but
by
serious,
unromantic
men.
Wherever
Tom
and
Huck
went,
they
were
admired,
praised,
and
stared
at.
The
boys
couldn't
recall
their
words
ever
being
important
before,
but
now
everything
they
said
was
repeated
and
treasured.
It
seemed
they
could
no
longer
say
or
do
anything
ordinary.
Their
past
was
examined
and
found
to
be
strikingly
original.
The
village
newspaper
even
published
biographies
of
the
boys.
The
Widow
Douglas
invested
Huck's
money
at
six
percent
interest,
and
Judge
Thatcher
did
the
same
with
Tom's
at
Aunt
Polly's
request.
Each
boy
now
had
an
impressive
income—a
dollar
for
every
weekday
and
half
the
Sundays
each
year.
This
was
as
much
as
the
minister
was
promised,
although
he
often
couldn't
collect
it.
In
those
simpler
times,
a
dollar
and
a
quarter
a
week
would
cover
a
boy's
board,
lodging,
schooling,
clothes,
and
laundry.
Judge
Thatcher
held
a
high
opinion
of
Tom.
He
said
that
no
ordinary
boy
could
have
rescued
his
daughter
from
the
cave.
When
Becky
confided
in
her
father
about
Tom
taking
her
punishment
at
school,
the
Judge
was
visibly
touched.
And
when
she
asked
forgiveness
for
the
big
lie
Tom
told
to
take
the
punishment
from
her
shoulders
to
his
own,
the
Judge
declared
it
a
noble
and
generous
lie.
He
compared
it
to
George
Washington's
famous
truth
about
the
hatchet.
Becky
thought
her
father
had
never
seemed
so
impressive
as
when
he
praised
Tom.
She
immediately
went
to
tell
Tom
about
it.
Judge
Thatcher
hoped
Tom
would
become
a
great
lawyer
or
soldier
one
day.
He
intended
to
ensure
Tom
was
admitted
to
the
National
Military
Academy
and
later
trained
at
the
best
law
school
in
the
country,
so
he
would
be
prepared
for
either
career
or
both.
Huck
Finn's
wealth
and
his
new
life
under
the
Widow
Douglas's
care
pushed
him
into
society—no,
it
dragged
him
into
it,
threw
him
into
it—and
he
found
it
almost
unbearable.
The
widow's
servants
kept
him
clean
and
tidy,
combed
and
brushed
him,
and
put
him
to
bed
in
sheets
that
were
spotless
and
unfamiliar.
He
had
to
eat
with
a
knife
and
fork,
use
a
napkin,
cup,
and
plate,
study
his
lessons,
attend
church,
and
speak
so
properly
that
he
found
it
dull.
Everywhere
he
turned,
the
rules
and
restrictions
of
civilization
closed
in
on
him,
binding
him
hand
and
foot.
He
endured
his
new
life
for
three
weeks
before
disappearing
one
day.
For
forty-eight
hours,
the
widow
searched
for
him
frantically.
The
community
was
deeply
concerned,
searching
everywhere
and
even
dragging
the
river
for
his
body.
On
the
third
morning,
Tom
Sawyer
wisely
searched
among
some
old
empty
barrels
behind
the
abandoned
slaughterhouse,
and
there
he
found
Huck.
Huck
had
slept
there,
eaten
some
stolen
food,
and
was
now
relaxing
with
his
pipe.
He
was
unkempt,
uncombed,
and
wearing
the
same
ragged
clothes
that
had
made
him
look
so
free
and
happy
before.
Tom
roused
him,
explained
the
trouble
he
had
caused,
and
urged
him
to
return
home.
Huck's
face
lost
its
contentment
and
turned
somber.
He
said:
"Don't
bring
it
up,
Tom.
I've
tried
it,
and
it
doesn't
work;
it
just
doesn't
work
for
me.
The
widow
is
kind
and
friendly,
but
I
can't
handle
her
ways.
She
makes
me
get
up
at
the
same
time
every
morning,
wash,
and
they
comb
me
thoroughly.
She
won't
let
me
sleep
in
the
woodshed.
I
have
to
wear
clothes
that
suffocate
me,
Tom;
they
seem
to
block
out
all
air
somehow.
They're
so
annoyingly
nice
that
I
can't
sit,
lie
down,
or
roll
around
anywhere.
I
haven't
slid
on
a
cellar
door
for
what
feels
like
years.
I
have
to
go
to
church
and
sweat
through
those
dull
sermons.
I
can't
catch
a
fly
in
there
or
chew.
I
have
to
wear
shoes
all
Sunday.
The
widow
eats
by
a
bell,
goes
to
bed
by
a
bell,
and
gets
up
by
a
bell—everything
is
so
awfully
regular
that
it's
unbearable."
"Well,
that's
how
everyone
lives,
Huck."
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