2003
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Forlag Puffin Classics
Utgivelsesår 2008
Format Paperback
ISBN13 9780141321097
Språk Engelsk
Sider 480
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En klassiker - en av de største! Og nå vil amerikanerne sensurere nigger Jims dialekt! Hvilken ukultur!
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Start en diskusjon om verket Se alle diskusjoner om verketWe catched fish and talked, and we took a swim now and then to keep off sleepiness. It was kind of solemn, drifting down the big still river, laying on our backs looking up at the stars, and we didn't ever feel like talking loud, and it warn't often that we laughed, only a little kind of low chuckle. We had mighty good weather as a general thing, and nothing ever happened to us at all, that night, nor the next, nor the next.
I'uz poweful sory you's killed, Huck, but I ain't no mo' now.
"Well, It's all right anyway, Jim, as long as you're going to be rich again some time or other."
"Yes; en I's rich now, come to look at it. I owns myself, en I's wuth eight hund'd dollars.
"besides, he said, he might come and ha'nt us; he said a man that warn't buried was more likely to go a-ha'nting arount than one that was planted and comfortable. That sounded pretty resonable, so I didn't say no more;"
Huckleberry Finn:
"But Hang it, Jim, you've clean missed the point - blame it, you've missed it a thousand mile."
Jim:
"Who? Me? Go 'long. Doan talk to me 'bout yo pints. I reck'n I know sense when I sees it; en dey ain' no sense in sich doin' as dat.
"Well, looky here, boss, dey's sumfn wrong, dey is. Is I me, or who is I? Is I heah, or whah is I? Now dat's what I wants to know."
It was fifteen minutes before I got up and humble myself to a nigger - but I done it, and I warn's ever sorry for it afterward, neither. I didn't do him no more mean tricks, and I wouldn't done that one if I'd a knowed it would make him feel that way.
We said there warn't no home like a raft, after all. Other places do seem so cramped up and smothery, but a raft don't. You feel mighty free and easy and comfortable on a raft.
Pray for me! I reconed if she knowed me she'd take a job that was more nearer her size. But I bet she done it, just the same - She was just that kind.
"En a mighty good job it wuz, too, Huck. It 'uz planned beautiful, en done beautiful, en dey ain't nobody kin git up a plan dat's mo' mixed up en splendid den what dat one wuz."