“What do dey stan’ for? I’se gwyne to tell you. But when he did get the thing straightened around he looked at me steady without ever smiling, and says: He had got the dream fixed so strong in his head that he couldn’t seem to shake it loose and get the facts back into its place again right away. Jim looked at the trash, and then looked at me, and back at the trash again. It was the leaves and rubbish on the raft and the smashed oar. “*“Oh, well, that’s all interpreted well enough as far as it goes, Jim,” I says “but what does these things stand for?” I hain’t ever seen her since that time that I see her go out of that door no, I hain’t ever seen her since, but I reckon I’ve thought of her a many and a many a million times, and of her saying she would pray for me and if ever I’d a thought it would do any good for me to pray for her, blamed if I wouldn’t a done it or bust.” And when it comes to beauty-and goodness, too-she lays over them all. It sounds like flattery, but it ain’t no flattery.
#Mark twain quote about conervatives and liberas full
You may say what you want to, but in my opinion she had more sand in her than any girl I ever see in my opinion she was just full of sand. She had the grit to pray for Judus if she took the notion-there warn’t no back-down to her, I judge. But I bet she done it, just the same-she was just that kind.
Pray for me! I reckoned if she knowed me she’d take a job that was more nearer her size. I’m going to do everything just as you’ve told me and if I don’t ever see you again, I sha’n’t ever forget you and I’ll think of you a many and a many a time, and I’ll pray for you, too!”-and she was gone. “It made my eyes water a little to remember her crying there all by herself in the night, and them devils laying there right under her own roof, shaming her and robbing her and when I folded it up and give it to her I see the water come into her eyes, too and she shook me by the hand, hard, and says: These two parts of the American Psyche have been at war since the beginning of the nation, and come to think of it, these two parts of the World Psyche have been at war since the beginning of the world, and the hope of the nation and of the world is to embrace the Huck part and send the Tom part back up the river, where it belongs.” Huck likes people, fair play, spreading the truck around. Tom likes kings, codified nobility, unquestioned privilege.
It looks at inequity and says: All my life I have busted my butt to get where I am, so don't come crying to me. The United States of Tom looks at misery and says: Hey, I didn't do it. America is, and always has been, undecided about whether it will be the United States of Tom or the United States of Huck. They exist side by side in every American and every American action. “Huck and Tom represent two viable models of the American Character.
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