3 Pap’s Cabin

CHAPTER 3 Pap's Cabin The next day Pap went to Judge Thatcher's office. He bullied the judge and tried to make him give up the money, but it didn't work. Then pap swore he'd get the money through the courts. There was a new judge in town and he didn't know my pap. The new judge said the courts must not separate families if they could help it. He said he'd rather not take a child away from his father. So Judge Thatcher and the widow had

第三章爸爸的小屋第二天，爸爸来到撒切尔法官的办公室。 他威逼法官，想让他把钱交出来，但没有用。 然后爸爸发誓他要通过法庭讨到钱。 城里来了个新法官，他不认识我爸爸。 这位新法官表示，只要有可能，法院绝不能拆散家庭。 他说他不愿把孩子从父亲身边带走。 撒切尔法官和寡妇就这样做了

to give up trying to keep pap away from me. Pretty soon my pap went after Judge Thatcher in the courts to make him give up that money. He chased after me, too, for not stopping school. He caught me a couple of times, but I went to school just the same. Most of the time I just dodged him or outran him. I hadn't liked school that much before, but now I liked it just to spite my pap. He started hanging around the widow's place, too. Finally she told him that she would make trouble for him if he didn't stop. Well that made him mad, so one day he waited for me in secret and grabbed me when I wasn't looking. He took me upriver to an old log hut. The hut was so deep in the forest that you couldn't find it if you didn't know where it was. He kept me with him all the time. I never had a chance to run off. We spent all day in that old cabin. At night he always locked the door and put the key under his head. He had a gun he'd stolen and we fished and hunted. That was how

放弃让爸爸远离我。 没过多久，我爸爸就到法庭上找撒切尔法官，要他交出那笔钱。 他也追着我，因为我没去上学。 他抓了我几次，但我还是去了学校。 大多数时候，我只是躲着他，或者跑得远远的。 我以前并不那么喜欢上学，但现在我喜欢上学只是为了不让我爸爸高兴。 他也开始在寡妇家附近转悠。 最后她告诉他，如果他不停下来，她会找他麻烦的。 这让他很生气，所以有一天他秘密地等着我，趁我不注意的时候抓住了我。 他把我带到上游的一间旧木屋。 小屋在森林深处，如果你不知道它在哪里，你就找不到它。 他一直把我留在身边。 我一直没有机会逃跑。 我们在那个旧木屋里呆了一整天。 晚上他总是把门锁上，把钥匙放在头底下。 他有一把偷来的枪，我们一起钓鱼、打猎。 这就是为什么

we lived. Every once in a while he locked me in and went down to the store to trade fish and game for supplies. It was kind of lazy and jolly, lying around all day with no books or studying to do. Two months or more passed and my clothes were all rags and dirt again. I couldn't figure out how I had liked it so much at the widow's place, where you had to wash and eat off a plate, comb your hair, go to bed and get up at regular times, and always be bothering about a book. I didn't want to go back. On the other hand, I also didn't want to stay with pap. I had tried to get out of the cabin many times, but I could never find a way. The windows were too small and the chimney too narrow for me to climb. I had searched the place a hundred times. Finally, one day I found an old rusty wood-saw and started sawing at a section of the big bottom log. I wanted to make a hole just big enough to crawl through. It was a long job, but I was

我们住。每隔一段时间，他就把我锁在里面，到商店里去换鱼和野味。 这是一种慵懒和快乐，整天躺在那里，没有书，也没有学习要做。 两个多月过去了，我的衣服又变得又破又脏。 我不明白为什么我那么喜欢寡妇家的生活，在那里，你必须用盘子洗漱、吃饭、梳头、按时睡觉、按时起床，而且总是为读书而烦恼。 我不想回去。另一方面，我也不想和爸爸呆在一起。 我曾多次试图离开小屋，但始终找不到出路。 窗户太小，烟囱太窄，我爬不上去。 我已经把这个地方搜了一百遍了。 终于，有一天，我找到了一把生锈的旧锯木机，开始锯一段底部很大的圆木。 我想挖一个刚好能爬过去的洞。 这是一个漫长的工作，但我

getting toward the end of it when I heard pap's gun in the woods. I hid the signs of my work and pretty soon pap came in. He wasn't in a good mood, which was normal. He had been in town and everything was going wrong in the courts. It was a long, slow process. His lawyer said he might lose the case and I would have to go back to the widow. Well I didn't want that. At one point, pap got so angry talking about it that he kicked an old barrel and hurt his foot. He hopped around, yelling and cursing for a long time. He was angrier than ever. The old man made me go to the boat to fetch the things he had brought. Outside, I thought it all over and decided I would leave with the gun and some fishing lines. I would hide in the woods when I ran away. I wouldn't stay in one place, but just march right across the country, mostly at night. I could hunt and fish to stay alive. I would get so far away that neither the old

快结束的时候，我听到了爸爸在树林里的枪声。 我把工作的痕迹藏了起来，不久爸爸就进来了。 他心情不好，这很正常。 他一直在城里，法庭上一切都出了问题。 这是一个漫长而缓慢的过程。 他的律师说他可能会输掉官司，而我将不得不回到寡妇那里。 我不希望那样。有一次，爸爸说起这件事太生气了，他踢了一个旧木桶，伤了脚。 他跳来跳去，又喊又骂，骂了很久。 他比以前更生气了。老人叫我到船上去取他带来的东西。 在外面，我仔细考虑了一下，决定带着枪和一些钓鱼线离开。 当我逃跑的时候，我会躲在树林里。 我不会呆在一个地方，而是在全国各地游行，大部分是在晚上。 我可以打猎和钓鱼来维持生命。 我会走得很远，老人都不会

man nor the widow would ever find me. After supper, pap was in a very bad mood. I guessed he would be asleep soon. Then I could steal the key, or saw myself out. He didn't fall asleep, though. He groaned and moaned and thrashed around this way and that for a long time. At last I got so sleepy that I couldn't keep my eyes open. Before I knew it, I was sound asleep. All of a sudden there was an awful scream and I was up. Pap was looking wild. He was skipping around and yelling about snakes. He said they were crawling up his legs and then he would jump and scream. But I couldn't see any snakes. I've never seen a man look so wild in his eyes. He was seeing things and I thought he might be sick, or even crazy. Pretty soon he got tired and fell down. Then he rolled over and over very fast. He was kicking things, grabbing at the air with his hands, and screaming that there were devils all over him. Finally he got tired again and

男人和寡妇都找不到我。 晚饭后，爸爸心情很不好。 我猜他很快就要睡着了。 然后我可以偷钥匙，或者自己出去。 不过，他并没有睡着。 他呻吟着，呻吟着，辗转反侧了很长时间。 最后我困得眼睛都睁不开了。 在我意识到之前，我已经睡着了。 突然传来一声可怕的尖叫，我爬了起来。 爸爸看上去很疯狂。他蹦蹦跳跳，大喊蛇的事。 他说他们爬上他的腿，然后他会跳起来尖叫。 但是我没有看到任何蛇。 我从没见过一个人的眼神如此狂野。 他看到了一些东西，我想他可能病了，甚至是疯了。 不久他就累了，摔倒了。 然后他很快地滚来滚去。 他在踢东西，用手抓着空气，尖叫着说他身上到处都是魔鬼。 最后他又累了

laid still for a while, moaning. "Tramp-tramp-tramp. That's the dead," he said. "Tramp-tramp-tramp. They're coming after me, but I won't go. They're here! Don't touch me! Your hands are cold—let go! Oh, leave a poor devil alone." Then he crawled away, begging to be left alone. He wrapped himself in a blanket and started to cry. By and by, he jumped up and ran after me. He chased me around the hut calling me the Angel of Death. Once, he caught me by the jacket between my shoulders. I thought I was a goner, but I slid out of the jacket as quick as lightning and saved myself. Soon he was all tired out again and dropped down with his back against the door. He dozed off pretty soon. I climbed up on a chair as quietly as I could and got the gun. I made sure it was loaded and laid it across a barrel, pointing it toward pap. Then I sat and

躺了一会儿，呻吟着。 “Tramp-tramp-tramp。那是死人，”他说。 “Tramp-tramp-tramp。他们在追我，但我不会去。 他们在这里!别碰我！你的手很冷——放开！哦，别管这个可怜的家伙吧。” 然后他爬走了，乞求不要打扰他。 他把自己裹在毯子里哭了起来。 过了一会儿，他跳起来跟在我后面跑。 他在小屋里追我，叫我死亡天使。 有一次，他抓住了我两肩之间的夹克。 我以为我要完了，但我像闪电一样迅速地从夹克里滑了出来，救了自己。 不久，他又累坏了，背靠在门上跌倒了。 他很快就睡着了。我尽可能悄悄地爬上一把椅子，拿起了枪。 我确定枪上了膛，把它放在枪管上，对准爸爸。 然后我坐下来