Ch7-Sam’s Farm

CHAPTER SEVEN Sam's Farm "I don't know," said Jack. This was one of the worst things that had ever happened. He pressed his finger against Sam's wrist to feel for his pulse, like he'd seen on TV and in movies. Sam's eyes opened. "Giddyup," he said weakly. Jack laughed with relief. "Whew, we were afraid you were dead!" he said.

第七章山姆的农场“我不知道，”杰克说。 这是发生过的最糟糕的事情之一。 他把手指按在山姆的手腕上，摸摸他的脉搏，就像他在电视和电影里看到的那样。 萨姆睁开了眼睛。“快起来。”他虚弱地说。 杰克如释重负地笑了。“哼，我们还怕你死了呢！”他说。

"Ain't dead yet," Sam whispered, blinking, "but I am seeing stars and my ears are ringing." "Does your head hurt?" asked Annie. "Yes, bad," Sam said quietly, his eyes squinting with pain. "You might have a concussion," Jack said. "Is there a doctor nearby?" "Thirty-five…," said Sam. "Minutes?" asked Jack. "Miles," Sam whispered. "Whoa, that's really far," said Annie. "I have to go home… to our farm," said Sam. He struggled to sit up. "Careful," said Jack. He couldn't remember what to do if someone had a concussion. With Jack and Annie's help, Sam managed to get on his feet. "Thanks," the boy said. He staggered toward his horse, then swayed and collapsed onto the ground again. "Sam!" said Annie. She and Jack gently helped him back up to a standing position. "Dizzy… just dizzy," whispered Sam. "We'll help you get home," said Annie. "You can't do it by yourself. Right, Jack?"

“我还没死，”萨姆眨着眼睛小声说，“但我看到了星星，耳朵嗡嗡作响。” “你头疼吗？”安妮问。 “是的，糟透了。”山姆平静地说，他痛苦地眯起眼睛。 “你可能得了脑震荡，”杰克说。 “附近有医生吗？”“35……”萨姆说。 “几分钟？”杰克问。“迈尔斯。”山姆低声说。 “哇，那真的很远，”安妮说。 “我要回家……回到我们的农场，”萨姆说。 他挣扎着坐起来。“小心，”杰克说。 他不记得如果有人得了脑震荡该怎么办。 在杰克和安妮的帮助下，萨姆终于站起来了。 “谢谢，”男孩说。他摇摇晃晃地朝他的马走去，然后摇晃了一下，又瘫倒在地上。 “萨姆！”安妮说。她和杰克轻轻地扶着他站起来。 “头晕……就是头晕。”萨姆小声说。 “我们会帮你回家的，”安妮说。 “你一个人是做不到的。 吧,杰克?”

"Right," said Jack. He knew it was the right thing to do. But as soon as we get him home to his parents, we have to find Abraham Lincoln, he thought. "Sam can sit in front of me and I'll hold on to him," Annie said to Jack. "You can take the reins and walk alongside us." "Okay." Jack kept holding Sam, while Annie unhitched the straps, freeing the horse. The wind had died down. The horse was calm as Annie coaxed her to a tree stump. She climbed onto the stump and then onto the horse's back. "Your turn, Sam," said Jack. Jack held Sam's elbow as the gangly boy climbed onto the stump. Then Sam hauled himself onto the horse in front of Annie. He started to slump forward. Before he could slide off, Annie grabbed him and held him up. "Got him?" said Jack. "My cornmeal," Sam whispered. "I'll get it," said Jack. He found a panel in the bottom of the grinder and opened it. Then he grabbed the empty sack and scooped the ground corn inside.

“好的，”杰克说。他知道这样做是正确的。 但只要我们把他带回他父母身边，我们就得找到亚伯拉罕·林肯，他想。 “萨姆可以坐在我前面，我扶着他，”安妮对杰克说。 “你可以牵着缰绳和我们一起走。” “好吧。”杰克一直抱着萨姆，而安妮解开皮带，把马放了出来。 风已经停了。安妮把马哄到一个树桩旁时，马很平静。 她爬到树桩上，然后爬到马背上。 “轮到你了，萨姆，”杰克说。 当这个瘦长的男孩爬上树桩时，杰克抓住山姆的胳膊肘。 然后萨姆在安妮面前爬上马。 他开始向前倒下。 还没等他滑下去，安妮就抓住他，把他举起来。 “抓到他了吗？”杰克说。“我的玉米粉，”萨姆低声说。 “我去拿。”杰克说。他在研磨机的底部找到一块镶板，打开了它。 然后他抓起空袋子，把碾碎的玉米舀了进去。

Jack slung the sack over his shoulder. Then he picked up the reins and turned the horse around. Annie held Sam as Jack led the horse along the lonely road back the way they had come. This isn't the way things are supposed to happen, Jack thought. He knew they were supposed to trust the magic. But now they were helping the person who was supposed to help them. "Where is your farm, Sam?" Jack asked after a while. The boy didn't answer. "Sam!" said Annie, giving him a little shake. "Your farm? Where is it?" Sam opened his eyes. "Here," he said. Jack didn't see any sign of a farm. The only things up ahead were a small, windowless log cabin and a shed. A curl of smoke rose into the white sky. "Here where?" asked Jack. Sam pointed to the cabin and shed. That's it? Jack thought. Sam's family must be really poor.

杰克把麻袋挂在肩上。 然后他拿起缰绳，调转马头。 安妮抱着萨姆，杰克牵着马沿着寂寞的路往回走。 事情不应该是这样发生的，杰克想。 他知道他们应该相信魔法。 但现在他们在帮助本应帮助他们的人。 “萨姆，你的农场在哪里？”过了一会儿，杰克问道。 男孩没有回答。“萨姆！”安妮说，轻轻摇了摇他。 “你的农场吗?它在哪儿？”山姆睁开眼睛。 “给你，”他说。杰克没有看到任何农场的迹象。 前面只有一间没有窗户的小木屋和一间棚屋。 一缕烟雾升入白色的天空。 “在哪里？”杰克问。山姆指了指小屋和棚屋。 就这些吗?杰克的想法。萨姆的家庭一定很穷。

The cabin and shed were in a scrubby clearing. The clearing was dotted with piles of stones and stumps where trees had been chopped down. Not much of a farm, Jack thought. But at least they hadn't wasted a lot of time getting Sam home.

小屋和棚屋在一片灌木丛生的空地上。 空地上散落着一堆堆的石头和被砍倒的树桩。 这可不是什么农场，杰克想。 但至少他们没有浪费太多时间把山姆送回家。

Jack led the horse toward Sam's farm. The cabin not only had no windows—it didn't even have a door! A black bearskin hung over the entrance. The horse stopped near the lean-to shed. The sound of a cow mooing came from inside. "I'll help you, Sam," Jack said, dropping the sack of cornmeal to the ground. "Careful, careful." Sam lowered himself down from the horse. When his feet touched the ground, Jack grabbed him. "Lean on me," he said. He put Sam's arm around his shoulders. "Got him?" said Annie. "Yep," said Jack. As Jack and Sam stumbled toward the cabin, Annie slid off the horse and tied her to a fence post beside the shed. Then Annie grabbed the sack of cornmeal. She ran to the cabin and pushed aside the bearskin, so Jack could help Sam inside. No one was home. The only light in the oneroom cabin came from daylight streaming through big cracks between the logs of the walls. A low fire burned in a fireplace, but the air was cold and damp. The floor was made of dirt, and the crude

杰克牵着马向萨姆的农场走去。 小屋不仅没有窗户，甚至连门都没有！入口处挂着一张黑熊皮。 马在斜棚附近停了下来。 里面传来一头牛的叫声。 “我会帮你的，萨姆。”杰克说着，把那袋玉米粉扔到地上。 “小心,小心。”萨姆从马上下来。 当他的脚着地时，杰克一把抓住了他。 “靠在我身上，”他说。他用萨姆的胳膊搂住他的肩膀。 “抓住他了吗？”安妮说。“是的，”杰克说。 当杰克和萨姆跌跌撞撞地朝小屋走去时，安妮从马上滑下来，把她绑在棚子旁边的篱笆柱子上。 然后安妮抓起那袋玉米粉。 她跑到小屋，把熊皮推到一边，这样杰克就可以帮萨姆进去了。 没人在家。房间里唯一的光线来自从墙壁原木之间的大裂缝里透进来的日光。 壁炉里燃着一堆低低的火，但空气又冷又湿。 地板是由泥土和原油构成的