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1At half-past nine, that night, Tom and Sid were sent to bed, as usual. They said their prayers, and Sid was soon asleep.
2Tom lay awake and waited, in restless impatience. When it seemed to him that it must be nearly daylight, he heard the
3clock strike ten! This was despair. He would have tossed and fidgeted, as his nerves demanded, but he was afraid he
4might wake Sid. So he lay still, and stared up into the dark. Everything was dismally still. By and by, out of the
5stillness, little, scarcely perceptible noises began to emphasize themselves. The ticking of the clock began to bring
6itself into notice. Old beams began to crack mysteriously. The stairs creaked faintly. Evidently spirits were abroad. A
7measured, muffled snore issued from Aunt Polly's chamber. And now the tiresome chirping of a cricket that no human
8ingenuity could locate, began. Next the ghastly ticking of a death-watch in the wall at the bed's head made Tom
9shudder--it meant that somebody's days were numbered. Then the howl of a far-off dog rose on the night air, and was
10answered by a fainter howl from a remoter distance. Tom was in an agony. At last he was satisfied that time had ceased
11and eternity begun; he began to doze, in spite of himself; the clock chimed eleven, but he did not hear it. And then
12there came, mingling with his half-formed dreams, a most melancholy caterwauling. The raising of a neighboring window
13disturbed him. A cry of "Scat! you devil!" and the crash of an empty bottle against the back of his aunt's woodshed
14brought him wide awake, and a single minute later he was dressed and out of the window and creeping along the roof of
15the "ell" on all fours. He "meow'd" with caution once or twice, as he went; then jumped to the roof of the woodshed and
16thence to the ground. Huckleberry Finn was there, with his dead cat. The boys moved off and disappeared in the gloom. At
17the end of half an hour they were wading through the tall grass of the graveyard. It was a graveyard of the
18old-fashioned Western kind. It was on a hill, about a mile and a half from the village. It had a crazy board fence
19around it, which leaned inward in places, and outward the rest of the time, but stood upright nowhere. Grass and weeds
20grew rank over the whole cemetery. All the old graves were sunken in, there was not a tombstone on the place;
21round-topped, worm-eaten boards staggered over the graves, leaning for support and finding none. "Sacred to the memory
22of" So-and-So had been painted on them once, but it could no longer have been read, on the most of them, now, even if
23there had been light. A faint wind moaned through the trees, and Tom feared it might be the spirits of the dead,
24complaining at being disturbed. The boys talked little, and only under their breath, for the time and the place and the
25pervading solemnity and silence oppressed their spirits. They found the sharp new heap they were seeking, and ensconced
26themselves within the protection of three great elms that grew in a bunch within a few feet of the grave. Then they
27waited in silence for what seemed a long time. The hooting of a distant owl was all the sound that troubled the dead
28stillness. Tom's reflections grew oppressive. He must force some talk. So he said in a whisper: "Hucky, do you believe
29the dead people like it for us to be here?" Huckleberry whispered: "I wisht I knowed. It's awful solemn like, ain't it?"
30"I bet it is." There was a considerable pause, while the boys canvassed this matter inwardly. Then Tom whispered: "Say,
31Hucky--do you reckon Hoss Williams hears us talking?" "O' course he does. Least his sperrit does." Tom, after a pause:
32"I wish I'd said Mister Williams. But I never meant any harm. Everybody calls him Hoss." "A body can't be too partic'lar
33how they talk 'bout these-yer dead people, Tom." This was a damper, and conversation died again. Presently Tom seized
34his comrade's arm and said: "Sh!" "What is it, Tom?" And the two clung together with beating hearts. "Sh! There 'tis
35again! Didn't you hear it?" "I--" "There! Now you hear it." "Lord, Tom, they're coming! They're coming, sure. What'll we
36do?" "I dono. Think they'll see us?" "Oh, Tom, they can see in the dark, same as cats. I wisht I hadn't come." "Oh,
37don't be afeard. I don't believe they'll bother us. We ain't doing any harm. If we keep perfectly still, maybe they
38won't notice us at all." "I'll try to, Tom, but, Lord, I'm all of a shiver." "Listen!" The boys bent their heads
39together and scarcely breathed. A muffled sound of voices floated up from the far end of the graveyard. "Look! See
40there!" whispered Tom. "What is it?" "It's devil-fire. Oh, Tom, this is awful." Some vague figures approached through
41the gloom, swinging an old-fashioned tin lantern that freckled the ground with innumerable little spangles of light.
42Presently Huckleberry whispered with a shudder: "It's the devils sure enough. Three of 'em! Lordy, Tom, we're goners!
43Can you pray?" "I'll try, but don't you be afeard. They ain't going to hurt us. 'Now I lay me down to sleep, I--'" "Sh!"
44"What is it, Huck?" "They're humans! One of 'em is, anyway. One of 'em's old Muff Potter's voice." "No--'tain't so, is
45it?" "I bet I know it. Don't you stir nor budge. He ain't sharp enough to notice us. Drunk, the same as usual,
46likely--blamed old rip!" "All right, I'll keep still. Now they're stuck. Can't find it. Here they come again. Now
47they're hot. Cold again. Hot again. Red hot! They're p'inted right, this time. Say, Huck, I know another o' them voices;
48it's Injun Joe." "That's so--that murderin' half-breed! I'd druther they was devils a dern sight. What kin they be up
49to?" The whisper died wholly out, now, for the three men had reached the grave and stood within a few feet of the boys'
50hiding-place. "Here it is," said the third voice; and the owner of it held the lantern up and revealed the face of young
51Doctor Robinson. Potter and Injun Joe were carrying a handbarrow with a rope and a couple of shovels on it. They cast
52down their load and began to open the grave. The doctor put the lantern at the head of the grave and came and sat down
53with his back against one of the elm trees. He was so close the boys could have touched him. "Hurry, men!" he said, in a
54low voice; "the moon might come out at any moment." They growled a response and went on digging. For some time there was
55no noise but the grating sound of the spades discharging their freight of mould and gravel. It was very monotonous.
56Finally a spade struck upon the coffin with a dull woody accent, and within another minute or two the men had hoisted it
57out on the ground. They pried off the lid with their shovels, got out the body and dumped it rudely on the ground. The
58moon drifted from behind the clouds and exposed the pallid face. The barrow was got ready and the corpse placed on it,
59covered with a blanket, and bound to its place with the rope. Potter took out a large spring-knife and cut off the
60dangling end of the rope and then said: "Now the cussed thing's ready, Sawbones, and you'll just out with another five,
61or here she stays." "That's the talk!" said Injun Joe. "Look here, what does this mean?" said the doctor. "You required
62your pay in advance, and I've paid you." "Yes, and you done more than that," said Injun Joe, approaching the doctor, who
63was now standing. "Five years ago you drove me away from your father's kitchen one night, when I come to ask for
64something to eat, and you said I warn't there for any good; and when I swore I'd get even with you if it took a hundred
65years, your father had me jailed for a vagrant. Did you think I'd forget? The Injun blood ain't in me for nothing. And
66now I've got you, and you got to settle, you know!" He was threatening the doctor, with his fist in his face, by this
67time. The doctor struck out suddenly and stretched the ruffian on the ground. Potter dropped his knife, and exclaimed:
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