哈克貝利‧費恩歷險記（簡體書）

懵懂頑皮的農村少年哈克從收養自己的寡婦家中逃了出來，并遇到了同樣從主人家逃出來的黑奴吉姆。兩人為了躲避追捕，乘坐一條木筏沿著密西西比河順流而下，途中驚險不斷。最終，哈克回到了朋友們中間，而吉姆也得到了自由。

馬克·吐溫Mark Twain （1835-1910），馬克·吐溫出生在美國密西西比河畔的一個貧窮鄉村律師家庭。他當過排字工人，也做過水手和士兵，後來還跑過記者。《哈克貝利·費恩歷險記》是馬克·吐溫的另一部作品《湯姆·索亞歷險記》（The Adventures of Tom Sawyer）的姊妹篇。馬克·吐溫的文筆犀利幽默，文字清新有力，角度自然獨特，被譽為“美國文學中的林肯”。

Chapter 1 Discover Mosos and the Bulrushers
Chapter 2 Our Gang's Dark Oath
Chapter 3 We Ambuscade the A-rabs
Chapter 4 The Heir-hall Oracle
Chapter 5 Pep Starts in on a New Life
Chapter 6 Pap Struggles with the Death Angel
Chapter 7 I Fool Pap end Get Away
Chapter 8 I Spare Miss Watson's Jim
Chapter 9 The House of DeAth Floats By
Chapter 10 V/hal Comes of Handlin' Snob-skin
Chapter 11 They're After Us!
Chapter 12 "Belier Let Blame Well Alone"
Chapter 13 Honest Loot from the "Waltar Scoff"
Chapter 14 Was Solomon Wise?
Chapter 15 Fooling Poor Old Jim
Chapter 16 The Rattlesnake-skin Does Its Work
Chapter 17 The Grangerfords Take Me In
Chapter 18 Why Harney Rode Away for His Hot
Chapter 19 The Duke and the Dauphin Come Aboord
Chapter 20 What Royalty Did to Perkville
Chapter 21 An Arkansaw Difficulty
Chapter 22 Why the Lynching Bee Foiled
Chapter 23 The Orneriness of Kings
Chapter 24 The King Turns Person
Chapter 25 All Full of Tears and Flopdoodle
Chapter 26 I Steel the King's Plunder
Chapter 27 Deed Peter Has His Gold
Chapter 28 Overreeching Don't Pay
Chapter 29 I Light Out in the Sform
Chapter 30 The Gold Saves the Thieves
Chapter 31 You Can't Pray a Lie
Chapter 32 I Hove e Hew Name
Chapter 33 The Pitiful Ending of Royalty
Chapter 34 We Cheer Up Jim
Chapter 35 Dark, Deep-bid Plans
Chapter 36 Trying to Help Jim
Chapter 37 Jim Gate His Witck Pie
Chapter 38 "Here a Captive Heart Busted"
Chapter 39 Tom Writes Nonnumous Letters
Chapter 40 A Mixed-up end Splendid Rescue
Chapter 41 "Must 'A' Been Sparits"
Chapter 42 Why They Didn't Hang Jim
Chapter 43 Nothing More to Write

So was her sister， Miss Sophia， but it was a different kind. She was gentle and sweet like a dove， and she was only twenty.
Each person had their own nigger to wait on them-Buck too. My nigger had a monstrous easy time， because I wam't used to having anybody do anything for me， but Buck's was on the jump most of the time. This was all there was of the family now， but there used to be more- three sons; they got killed; and Emmeline that died. The old gentleman owned a lot of farms and over a hundred niggers.
Sometimes a stack of people would come there， horseback， from ten or fifteen mile around， and stay five or six days， and have such junketings round about and on the river， and dances and picnics in the woods daytimes， and balls at the house nights. These people was mostly kinfolks of the family. The men brought their guns with them. It was a handsome lot of quality， I tell you.
There was another clan of aristocracy around there-five or six families-mostly of the name of Shepherdson. They was as lugh toned and well born and rich and grand as the tribe of Grangerfords. The Shepherd- sons and Grangerfords used the same steamboat-landing， which was about two mile above our house; so sometimes when I went up there with a lot of our folks I used to see a lot of the Shepherdsons there on their fine horses.
One day Buck and me was away out in the woods hunting， and heard a horse coming. We was crossing the road. Buck says： "Quick! Jump for the woods!"
We done it， and then peeped down the woods through the leaves. Pretty soon a splendid young man come galloping down the road， setting his horse easy and looking like a soldier. He had his gun across his pommel. I had seen him before. It was young Harney Shepherdson. I heard Buck's gun go off at my ear， and Hamey's hat tumbled off from his head.
He grabbed his gun and rode straight to the place where we was hid.
But we didn't wait. We started through the woods on a run. The woods warn't thick， so I looked over my shoulder to dodge the bullet， and twice I seen Hamey cover Buck with his gun; and then he rode away the way he come-to get his hat， I reckon， but I couldn't see. We never stopped running till we got home. The old gentleman's eyes blazed a minute-'twas pleasure， mainly， Ijudged-then his face sort of smoothed down， and he says， kind of gentle： "I don't like that shooting from behind a bush. Why didn't you step into the road， my boy?"
"The Shepherdsons don't， father. They always take advantage."
Miss Charlotte she held her head up like a queen while Buck was telling his tale， and her nostrils spread and her eyes snapped. The two young men looked dark， but never said nothing. Miss Sophia she turned pale， but the color come back when she found the man wam't hurt.