【商品详情】
书名：The Adventures of Tom Sawyer and Adventures of Huckleberry Finn 汤姆索亚历险记和哈克贝利·费恩历险记
作者：Mark Twain马克·吐温
出版社名称：Signet Classics
出版时间：2013
语种：英文
ISBN：9780451532145
商品尺寸：10.7 x 2.2 x 17.1 cm
包装：平装
页数：560
The Adventures of Tom Sawyer and Adventures of Huckleberry Finn 《汤姆索亚历险记和哈克贝利·费恩历险记》是马克·吐温的两部游记类代表作，也是美国文学史上的经典作品。两部作品相辅相成，既是儿童题材的小说，也是典型的马克·吐温经典幽默小说。
推荐理由：
1.马克吐温的小说趣味性和哲理性并重，适合家长和儿童一起阅读；
2.故事的情节引人入胜，并且环环相扣，实为休闲阅读的好伙伴；
3.地道英文原著，语言易懂，风格轻松，利于学习原汁原味的英文名著写作手法；
4.全书印刷清晰，体积轻巧，适合随身携带，随时阅读。
Thisbook contains two most classictravel notes by Mark Twain, namely,The Adventures of Tom Sawyer and Adventures of Huckleberry Finn, which are not only splendid children’s literatures, but also outstanding classichumorous literature throughout the history.
THE ADVENTURES OF TOM SAWYER
Take a lighthearted, nostalgic trip to a simpler time, seen through the eyes of a very special boy named Tom Sawyer. It is a dreamlike summertime world of hooky and adventure, pranks and punishment, villains and first love, filled with memorable characters. Adults and young readers alike continue to enjoy this delightful classic of the promise and dreams of youth from one of America’s most beloved authors.
ADVENTURES OF HUCKLEBERRY FINN
He has no mother, his father is a brutal drunkard, and he sleeps in a barrel. He’s Huck Finn—liar, sometime thief, and rebel against respectability. But when Huck meets a runaway slave named Jim, his life changes forever. On their exciting flight down the Mississippi aboard a raft, the boy nobody wanted matures into a young man of courage and conviction. As Ernest Hemingway said of this glorious novel, “All modern American literature comes from one book by Mark Twain called Huckleberry Finn.”
Mark Twainwas born Samuel Clemens in Florida, Missouri, in 1835, and died at Redding, Connecticut in 1910. In his person and in his pursuits, he was a man of extraordinary contrasts. Although he left school at twelve when his father died, he was eventually awarded honorary degrees from Yale University, the University of Missouri, and Oxford University. His career encompassed such varied occupations as printer, Mississippi riverboat pilot, journalist, travel writer, and publisher. He made fortunes from his writing, but toward the end of his life, he had to resort to lecture tours to pay his debts. He was hot-tempered, profane, and sentimental—and also pessimistic, cynical, and tortured by self-doubt. He lives in American letters as a great artist, the writer whom William Dean Howells called “the Lincoln of our literature.”
马克•吐温，19世纪后期美国现实主义文学的杰出代表，被称为美国文学史上极知名人士之一，被推崇为“美国文坛巨子”，擅长写具有讽刺意味小说。其交友甚是广泛，迪士尼、魏伟德、尼古拉•特斯拉、海伦•凯勒、亨利•罗杰诸君，皆为其友。他被誉为文学史上的林肯。海伦•凯勒曾言：“我喜欢马克•吐温——谁会不喜欢他呢？即使是上帝，亦会钟爱他，赋予其智慧，并于其心灵里绘画出一道爱与信仰的彩虹。”威廉•福克纳称他为“第一位真正的美国作家，我们都是继承他而来”。他是美国乡土文学的集大成者，海明威曾经说过“一切当代美国文学都起源于马克•吐温一本叫《哈克贝里•费恩历险记》的书”。他于1910年4月21日去世，享年七十五岁，安葬于纽约州艾玛拉。
CHAPTER I
“TOM!”
No answer.
“TOM!”
No answer.
“What’s gone with that boy, I wonder? You TOM!”
No answer.
The old lady pulled her spectacles down and looked over them about the room; then she put them up and looked out under them. She seldom or never looked THROUGH them for so small a thing as a boy; they were her state pair, the pride of her heart, and were built for “style,” not service — she could have seen through a pair of stove-lids just as well. She looked perplexed for a moment, and then said, not fiercely, but still loud enough for the furniture to hear:
“Well, I lay if I get hold of you I’ll —”
She did not finish, for by this time she was bending down and punching under the bed with the broom, and so she needed breath to punctuate the punches with. She resurrected nothing but the cat.
“I never did see the beat of that boy!”
She went to the open door and stood in it and looked out among the tomato vines and “jimpson” weeds that constituted the garden. No Tom. So she lifted up her voice at an angle calculated for distance and shouted:
“Y-o-u-u TOM!”
There was a slight noise behind her and she turned just in time to seize a small boy by the slack of his roundabout and arrest his flight.
“There! I might ‘a’ thought of that closet. What you been doing in there?”
“Nothing.”
“Nothing! Look at your hands. And look at your mouth. What IS that truck?”
“I don’t know, aunt.”
“Well, I know. It’s jam — that’s what it is. Forty times I’ve said if you didn’t let that jam alone I’d skin you. Hand me that switch.”
The switch hovered in the air — the peril was des- perate —
“My! Look behind you, aunt!”
The old lady whirled round, and snatched her skirts out of danger. The lad fled on the instant, scrambled up the high board-fence, and disappeared over it.
His aunt Polly stood surprised a moment, and then broke into a gentle laugh.
