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WHEN Tom awoke in the morning, he wondered where he was. He sat up and rubbed his eyes and looked around. Then he comprehended. It was the cool gray dawn, and there was a delicious sense of repose and peace in the deep pervading calm and silence of the woods. Not a leaf stirred; not a sound obtruded upon great Nature’s meditation. Beaded dewdrops stood upon the leaves and grasses. A white layer of ashes covered the fire, and a thin blue breath of smoke rose straight into the air. Joe and Huck still slept.
Now, far away in the woods a bird called; another answered;
presently the hammering of a woodpecker was heard. Gradually the
cool dim gray of the morning whitened, and as gradually sounds
multiplied and life manifested itself. The marvel of Nature shaking
off sleep and going to work unfolded itself to the musing boy. A
little green worm came crawling over a dewy leaf, lifting
two-thirds of his body into the air from time to time and
“sniffing around,” then proceeding again—for he
was measuring, Tom said; and when the worm approached him, of its
own accord, he sat as still as a stone, with his hopes rising and
falling, by turns, as the creature still came toward him or seemed
inclined to go elsewhere; and when at last it considered a painful
moment with its curved body in the air and then came decisively
down upon Tom’s leg and began a journey over him, his whole
heart was glad—for that meant that he was going to have a new
suit of clothes—without the shadow of a doubt a gaudy
piratical uniform. Now a procession of ants appeared, from nowhere
in particular, and went about their labors; one struggled manfully
by with a dead spider five times as big as itself in its arms, and
lugged it straight up a tree-trunk. A brown spotted lady-bug
climbed the dizzy height of a grass blade, and Tom bent down close
to it and said, “Lady-bug, lady-bug, fly away home, your
house is on fire, your children’s alone,” and she took
wing and went off to see about it— which did not surprise the
boy, for he knew of old that this insect was credulous about
conflagrations, and he had practised upon its simplicity more than
once. A tumblebug came next, heaving sturdily at its ball, and Tom
touched the creature, to see it shut its legs against its body and
pretend to be dead. The birds were fairly rioting by this time. A
catbird, the Northern mocker, lit in a tree over Tom’s head,
and trilled out her imitations of her neighbors in a rapture of
enjoyment; then a shrill jay swept down, a flash of blue flame, and
stopped on a twig almost within the boy’s reach, cocked his
head to one side and eyed the strangers with a consuming curiosity;
a gray squirrel and a big fellow of the “fox” kind came
skurrying along, sitting up at intervals to inspect and chatter at
the boys, for the wild things had probably never seen a human being
before and scarcely knew whether to be afraid or not. All Nature
was wide awake (...)
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