"You shall, then, before you"re three days older, Fallen Grandeur," says the duke. "The first good town we come to we"ll hire a hall and do the sword fight in Richard III. and the balcony scene in Romeo and Juliet.
How does that strike you?"
"I"m in, up to the hub, for anything that will pay, Bilgewater; but, you see, I don"t know nothing about play-actin", and hain"t ever seen much of it. I was too small when pap used to have "em at the palace. Do you reckon you can learn me?"
"Easy!"
"All right. I"m jist a-freezn" for something fresh, anyway. Le"s commence right away."
So the duke he told him all about who Romeo was and who Juliet was, and said he was used to being Romeo, so the king could be Juliet.
"But if Juliet"s such a young gal, duke, my peeled head and my white whiskers is goin" to look oncommon odd on her, maybe."
"No, don"t you worry; these country jakes won"t ever think of that.
Besides, you know, you"ll be in costume, and that makes all the difference in the world; Juliet"s in a balcony, enjoying the moonlight before she goes to bed, and she"s got on her night-gown and her ruffled nightcap. Here are the costumes for the parts."
He got out two or three curtain-calico suits, which he said was meedyevil armor for Richard III. and t"other chap, and a long white cotton nightshirt and a ruffled nightcap to match. The king was satisfied; so the duke got out his book and read the parts over in the most splendid spread-eagle way, prancing around and acting at the same time, to show how it had got to be done; then he give the book to the king and told him to get his part by heart.
There was a little one-horse town about three mile down the bend, and after dinner the duke said he had ciphered out his idea about how to run in daylight without it being dangersome for Jim; so he allowed he would go down to the town and fix that thing. The king allowed he would go, too, and see if he couldn"t strike something. We was out of coffee, so Jim said I better go along with them in the canoe and get some.
When we got there there warn"t n.o.body stirring; streets empty, and perfectly dead and still, like Sunday. We found a sick n.i.g.g.e.r sunning himself in a back yard, and he said everybody that warn"t too young or too sick or too old was gone to camp-meeting, about two mile back in the woods. The king got the directions, and allowed he"d go and work that camp-meeting for all it was worth, and I might go, too.
The duke said what he was after was a printing-office. We found it; a little bit of a concern, up over a carpenter shop?carpenters and printers all gone to the meeting, and no doors locked. It was a dirty, littered-up place, and had ink marks, and handbills with pictures of horses and runaway n.i.g.g.e.rs on them, all over the walls. The duke shed his coat and said he was all right now. So me and the king lit out for the camp-meeting.
We got there in about a half an hour fairly dripping, for it was a most awful hot day. There was as much as a thousand people there from twenty mile around. The woods was full of teams and wagons, hitched everywheres, feeding out of the wagon-troughs and stomping to keep off the flies. There was sheds made out of poles and roofed over with branches, where they had lemonade and gingerbread to sell, and piles of watermelons and green corn and such-like truck.
The preaching was going on under the same kinds of sheds, only they was bigger and held crowds of people. The benches was made out of outside slabs of logs, with holes bored in the round side to drive sticks into for legs. They didn"t have no backs. The preachers had high platforms to stand on at one end of the sheds. The women had on sun-bonnets; and some had linsey-woolsey frocks, some gingham ones, and a few of the young ones had on calico. Some of the young men was barefooted, and some of the children didn"t have on any clothes but just a tow-linen shirt. Some of the old women was knitting, and some of the young folks was courting on the sly.
The first shed we come to the preacher was lining out a hymn. He lined out two lines, everybody sung it, and it was kind of grand to hear it, there was so many of them and they done it in such a rousing way; then he lined out two more for them to sing?and so on. The people woke up more and more, and sung louder and louder; and towards the end some begun to groan, and some begun to shout. Then the preacher begun to preach, and begun in earnest, too; and went weaving first to one side of the platform and then the other, and then a-leaning down over the front of it, with his arms and his body going all the time, and shouting his words out with all his might; and every now and then he would hold up his Bible and spread it open, and kind of pa.s.s it around this way and that, shouting, "It"s the brazen serpent in the wilderness! Look upon it and live!" And people would shout out, "Glory!?A-a-_men_!" And so he went on, and the people groaning and crying and saying amen:
"Oh, come to the mourners" bench! come, black with sin! (_Amen_!) come, sick and sore! (_Amen_!) come, lame and halt and blind! (_Amen_!) come, pore and needy, sunk in shame! (_A-A-Men_!) come, all that"s worn and soiled and suffering!?come with a broken spirit! come with a contrite heart! come in your rags and sin and dirt! the waters that cleanse is free, the door of heaven stands open?oh, enter in and be at rest!"
(_A-A-Men_! _Glory, Glory Hallelujah!_)
And so on. You couldn"t make out what the preacher said any more, on account of the shouting and crying. Folks got up everywheres in the crowd, and worked their way just by main strength to the mourners"
bench, with the tears running down their faces; and when all the mourners had got up there to the front benches in a crowd, they sung and shouted and flung themselves down on the straw, just crazy and wild.
Well, the first I knowed the king got a-going, and you could hear him over everybody; and next he went a-charging up on to the platform, and the preacher he begged him to speak to the people, and he done it. He told them he was a pirate?been a pirate for thirty years out in the Indian Ocean?and his crew was thinned out considerable last spring in a fight, and he was home now to take out some fresh men, and thanks to goodness he"d been robbed last night and put ash.o.r.e off of a steamboat without a cent, and he was glad of it; it was the blessedest thing that ever happened to him, because he was a changed man now, and happy for the first time in his life; and, poor as he was, he was going to start right off and work his way back to the Indian Ocean, and put in the rest of his life trying to turn the pirates into the true path; for he could do it better than anybody else, being acquainted with all pirate crews in that ocean; and though it would take him a long time to get there without money, he would get there anyway, and every time he convinced a pirate he would say to him, "Don"t you thank me, don"t you give me no credit; it all belongs to them dear people in Pokeville camp-meeting, natural brothers and benefactors of the race, and that dear preacher there, the truest friend a pirate ever had!"
And then he busted into tears, and so did everybody. Then somebody sings out, "Take up a collection for him, take up a collection!" Well, a half a dozen made a jump to do it, but somebody sings out, "Let _him_ pa.s.s the hat around!" Then everybody said it, the preacher too.
So the king went all through the crowd with his hat swabbing his eyes, and blessing the people and praising them and thanking them for being so good to the poor pirates away off there; and every little while the prettiest kind of girls, with the tears running down their cheeks, would up and ask him would he let them kiss him for to remember him by; and he always done it; and some of them he hugged and kissed as many as five or six times?and he was invited to stay a week; and everybody wanted him to live in their houses, and said they"d think it was an honor; but he said as this was the last day of the camp-meeting he couldn"t do no good, and besides he was in a sweat to get to the Indian Ocean right off and go to work on the pirates.
When we got back to the raft and he come to count up he found he had collected eighty-seven dollars and seventy-five cents. And then he had fetched away a three-gallon jug of whisky, too, that he found under a wagon when he was starting home through the woods. The king said, take it all around, it laid over any day he"d ever put in in the missionarying line. He said it warn"t no use talking, heathens don"t amount to shucks alongside of pirates to work a camp-meeting with.
The duke was thinking _he"d_ been doing pretty well till the king come to show up, but after that he didn"t think so so much. He had set up and printed off two little jobs for farmers in that printing-office?horse bills?and took the money, four dollars. And he had got in ten dollars" worth of advertis.e.m.e.nts for the paper, which he said he would put in for four dollars if they would pay in advance?so they done it. The price of the paper was two dollars a year, but he took in three subscriptions for half a dollar apiece on condition of them paying him in advance; they were going to pay in cordwood and onions as usual, but he said he had just bought the concern and knocked down the price as low as he could afford it, and was going to run it for cash.
He set up a little piece of poetry, which he made, himself, out of his own head?three verses?kind of sweet and saddish?the name of it was, "Yes, crush, cold world, this breaking heart"?and he left that all set up and ready to print in the paper, and didn"t charge nothing for it.
Well, he took in nine dollars and a half, and said he"d done a pretty square day"s work for it.
Then he showed us another little job he"d printed and hadn"t charged for, because it was for us. It had a picture of a runaway n.i.g.g.e.r with a bundle on a stick over his shoulder, and "$200 reward" under it. The reading was all about Jim, and just described him to a dot. It said he run away from St. Jacques" plantation, forty mile below New Orleans, last winter, and likely went north, and whoever would catch him and send him back he could have the reward and expenses.
"Now," says the duke, "after to-night we can run in the daytime if we want to. Whenever we see anybody coming we can tie Jim hand and foot with a rope, and lay him in the wigwam and show this handbill and say we captured him up the river, and were too poor to travel on a steamboat, so we got this little raft on credit from our friends and are going down to get the reward. Handcuffs and chains would look still better on Jim, but it wouldn"t go well with the story of us being so poor. Too much like jewelry. Ropes are the correct thing?we must preserve the unities, as we say on the boards."
We all said the duke was pretty smart, and there couldn"t be no trouble about running daytimes. We judged we could make miles enough that night to get out of the reach of the powwow we reckoned the duke"s work in the printing office was going to make in that little town; then we could boom right along if we wanted to.
We laid low and kept still, and never shoved out till nearly ten o"clock; then we slid by, pretty wide away from the town, and didn"t hoist our lantern till we was clear out of sight of it.
When Jim called me to take the watch at four in the morning, he says:
"Huck, does you reck"n we gwyne to run acrost any mo" kings on dis trip?"
"No," I says, "I reckon not."
"Well," says he, "dat"s all right, den. I doan" mine one er two kings, but dat"s enough. Dis one"s powerful drunk, en de duke ain" much better."
I found Jim had been trying to get him to talk French, so he could hear what it was like; but he said he had been in this country so long, and had so much trouble, he"d forgot it.
CHAPTER XXI.
IT was after sun-up now, but we went right on and didn"t tie up. The king and the duke turned out by and by looking pretty rusty; but after they"d jumped overboard and took a swim it chippered them up a good deal. After breakfast the king he took a seat on the corner of the raft, and pulled off his boots and rolled up his britches, and let his legs dangle in the water, so as to be comfortable, and lit his pipe, and went to getting his Romeo and Juliet by heart. When he had got it pretty good him and the duke begun to practice it together. The duke had to learn him over and over again how to say every speech; and he made him sigh, and put his hand on his heart, and after a while he said he done it pretty well; "only," he says, "you mustn"t bellow out _Romeo_!
that way, like a bull?you must say it soft and sick and languishy, so?R-o-o-meo! that is the idea; for Juliet"s a dear sweet mere child of a girl, you know, and she doesn"t bray like a jacka.s.s."
Well, next they got out a couple of long swords that the duke made out of oak laths, and begun to practice the sword fight?the duke called himself Richard III.; and the way they laid on and pranced around the raft was grand to see. But by and by the king tripped and fell overboard, and after that they took a rest, and had a talk about all kinds of adventures they"d had in other times along the river.
After dinner the duke says:
"Well, Capet, we"ll want to make this a first-cla.s.s show, you know, so I guess we"ll add a little more to it. We want a little something to answer encores with, anyway."
"What"s onkores, Bilgewater?"
The duke told him, and then says:
"I"ll answer by doing the Highland fling or the sailor"s hornpipe; and you?well, let me see?oh, I"ve got it?you can do Hamlet"s soliloquy."
"Hamlet"s which?"
"Hamlet"s soliloquy, you know; the most celebrated thing in Shakespeare.
Ah, it"s sublime, sublime! Always fetches the house. I haven"t got it in the book?I"ve only got one volume?but I reckon I can piece it out from memory. I"ll just walk up and down a minute, and see if I can call it back from recollection"s vaults."
So he went to marching up and down, thinking, and frowning horrible every now and then; then he would hoist up his eyebrows; next he would squeeze his hand on his forehead and stagger back and kind of moan; next he would sigh, and next he"d let on to drop a tear. It was beautiful to see him. By and by he got it. He told us to give attention. Then he strikes a most n.o.ble att.i.tude, with one leg shoved forwards, and his arms stretched away up, and his head tilted back, looking up at the sky; and then he begins to rip and rave and grit his teeth; and after that, all through his speech, he howled, and spread around, and swelled up his chest, and just knocked the spots out of any acting ever I see before.
This is the speech?I learned it, easy enough, while he was learning it to the king:
To be, or not to be; that is the bare bodkin That makes calamity of so long life; For who would fardels bear, till Birnam Wood do come to Dunsinane, But that the fear of something after death Murders the innocent sleep, Great nature"s second course, And makes us rather sling the arrows of outrageous fortune Than fly to others that we know not of.
There"s the respect must give us pause: Wake Duncan with thy knocking! I would thou couldst; For who would bear the whips and scorns of time, The oppressor"s wrong, the proud man"s contumely, The law"s delay, and the quietus which his pangs might take. In the dead waste and middle of the night, when churchyards yawn In customary suits of solemn black, But that the undiscovered country from whose bourne no traveler returns, Breathes forth contagion on the world, And thus the native hue of resolution, like the poor cat i" the adage, Is sicklied o"er with care.
And all the clouds that lowered o"er our housetops, With this regard their currents turn awry, And lose the name of action. "Tis a consummation devoutly to be wished. But soft you, the fair Ophelia: Ope not thy ponderous and marble jaws. But get thee to a nunnery—go!
Well, the old man he liked that speech, and he mighty soon got it so he could do it first rate. It seemed like he was just born for it; and when he had his hand in and was excited, it was perfectly lovely the way he would rip and tear and rair up behind when he was getting it off.