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1Tom joined the new order of Cadets of Temperance, being attracted by the showy character of their "regalia." He promised
2to abstain from smoking, chewing, and profanity as long as he remained a member. Now he found out a new thing--namely,
3that to promise not to do a thing is the surest way in the world to make a body want to go and do that very thing. Tom
4soon found himself tormented with a desire to drink and swear; the desire grew to be so intense that nothing but the
5hope of a chance to display himself in his red sash kept him from withdrawing from the order. Fourth of July was coming;
6but he soon gave that up--gave it up before he had worn his shackles over forty-eight hours--and fixed his hopes upon
7old Judge Frazer, justice of the peace, who was apparently on his deathbed and would have a big public funeral, since he
8was so high an official. During three days Tom was deeply concerned about the Judge's condition and hungry for news of
9it. Sometimes his hopes ran high--so high that he would venture to get out his regalia and practise before the
10looking-glass. But the Judge had a most discouraging way of fluctuating. At last he was pronounced upon the mend--and
11then convalescent. Tom was disgusted; and felt a sense of injury, too. He handed in his resignation at once--and that
12night the Judge suffered a relapse and died. Tom resolved that he would never trust a man like that again. The funeral
13was a fine thing. The Cadets paraded in a style calculated to kill the late member with envy. Tom was a free boy again,
14however--there was something in that. He could drink and swear, now--but found to his surprise that he did not want to.
15The simple fact that he could, took the desire away, and the charm of it. Tom presently wondered to find that his
16coveted vacation was beginning to hang a little heavily on his hands. He attempted a diary--but nothing happened during
17three days, and so he abandoned it. The first of all the negro minstrel shows came to town, and made a sensation. Tom
18and Joe Harper got up a band of performers and were happy for two days. Even the Glorious Fourth was in some sense a
19failure, for it rained hard, there was no procession in consequence, and the greatest man in the world (as Tom
20supposed), Mr. Benton, an actual United States Senator, proved an overwhelming disappointment--for he was not
21twenty-five feet high, nor even anywhere in the neighborhood of it. A circus came. The boys played circus for three days
22afterward in tents made of rag carpeting--admission, three pins for boys, two for girls--and then circusing was
23abandoned. A phrenologist and a mesmerizer came--and went again and left the village duller and drearier than ever.
24There were some boys-and-girls' parties, but they were so few and so delightful that they only made the aching voids
25between ache the harder. Becky Thatcher was gone to her Constantinople home to stay with her parents during vacation--so
26there was no bright side to life anywhere. The dreadful secret of the murder was a chronic misery. It was a very cancer
27for permanency and pain. Then came the measles. During two long weeks Tom lay a prisoner, dead to the world and its
28happenings. He was very ill, he was interested in nothing. When he got upon his feet at last and moved feebly downtown,
29a melancholy change had come over everything and every creature. There had been a "revival," and everybody had "got
30religion," not only the adults, but even the boys and girls. Tom went about, hoping against hope for the sight of one
31blessed sinful face, but disappointment crossed him everywhere. He found Joe Harper studying a Testament, and turned
32sadly away from the depressing spectacle. He sought Ben Rogers, and found him visiting the poor with a basket of tracts.
33He hunted up Jim Hollis, who called his attention to the precious blessing of his late measles as a warning. Every boy
34he encountered added another ton to his depression; and when, in desperation, he flew for refuge at last to the bosom of
35Huckleberry Finn and was received with a Scriptural quotation, his heart broke and he crept home and to bed realizing
36that he alone of all the town was lost, forever and forever. And that night there came on a terrific storm, with driving
37rain, awful claps of thunder and blinding sheets of lightning. He covered his head with the bedclothes and waited in a
38horror of suspense for his doom; for he had not the shadow of a doubt that all this hubbub was about him. He believed he
39had taxed the forbearance of the powers above to the extremity of endurance and that this was the result. It might have
40seemed to him a waste of pomp and ammunition to kill a bug with a battery of artillery, but there seemed nothing
41incongruous about the getting up such an expensive thunderstorm as this to knock the turf from under an insect like
42himself. By and by the tempest spent itself and died without accomplishing its object. The boy's first impulse was to be
43grateful, and reform. His second was to wait--for there might not be any more storms. The next day the doctors were
44back; Tom had relapsed. The three weeks he spent on his back this time seemed an entire age. When he got abroad at last
45he was hardly grateful that he had been spared, remembering how lonely was his estate, how companionless and forlorn he
46was. He drifted listlessly down the street and found Jim Hollis acting as judge in a juvenile court that was trying a
47cat for murder, in the presence of her victim, a bird. He found Joe Harper and Huck Finn up an alley eating a stolen
48melon. Poor lads! they--like Tom--had suffered a relapse.
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