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Read the next chapters of Tom Sawyer & compose a plan in the form of questions to each chapter 

 

The Adventures of Tom Sawyer by Mark Twain

Part 8

Buried Treasure

After Muff Potter’s trial, everybody in St Petersburg talked about Tom. Judge Thatcher spoke to him.

‘You are a fine young man, Tom,’ he said.

And Becky smiled and said, ‘Let’s be friends again, Tom. It’s my birthday on Saturday. I’m going to have a picnic at McDougal’s Caves. All my friends are going to come. Will you come to the picnic?’

‘Oh, yes,’ said Tom. He was very happy.

The next day, Tom met Huck.

‘We didn’t find any buried treasure on Jackson’s Island,’ Tom said. ‘I want to find some buried treasure. Will you come with me?’

‘Where shall we look for it?’ asked Huck.

‘Let’s look in the Haunted House,’ said Tom.

They took two shovels, and they went to an old house near the town. All the boys in St Petersburg called it the Haunted House.

The house was empty. The windows were broken and there were holes in the roof. The garden was untidy and the fence was broken.

At first, the boys were afraid. They did not want to go into the house. But it was a bright sunny day.

‘There are no ghosts in the daytime,’ said Tom.

Tom and Huck went quietly through the broken door. They walked round the empty rooms.

‘Let’s go upstairs,’ said Huck.

They put their shovels on the floor. Then they went up the broken stairs carefully. All the rooms upstairs were empty. The boys went back to the stairs. Suddenly, Tom heard a noise.

‘Listen!’ he said. ‘There are ghosts downstairs!’

‘Oh no!’ said Huck. ‘Let’s run away!’

‘We can’t,’ said Tom. ‘The ghosts will see us! Come in here!’

The boys went into one of the upstairs rooms. There were many holes in the floor. Tom and Huck lay down on the floor. They looked through the holes. They could see the room below them.

Two men came into the downstairs room.

One was a stranger. The other man was Injun Joe!

The two men were talking.

‘I won’t do it, Joe!’ said the Stranger. ‘The job is too dangerous.’

‘It isn’t dangerous!’ said Injun Joe. ‘We’ll do the job soon. Then we’ll go to Texas.’

‘I want some of the money now,’ said the Stranger.

‘How much money is there?’

‘Six hundred and fifty dollars,’ replied Joe.

Six hundred and fifty dollars! Huck and Tom looked at each other. What a lot of money!

Injun Joe moved a stone in the floor and pulled out a bag. He took some dollars from the bag and he gave them to the Stranger.

‘I’ll bury the bag again,’ Injun Joe said. ‘I’ll bury it in another place. Then nobody will find it.’

He started to dig in the floor with his knife. Suddenly, there was a noise. Injun Joe stopped digging. His knife had hit something.

Injun Joe saw the boy’s shovels on the floor. ‘Give me one of those shovels!’ he said.

The Stranger gave Injun Joe one of the shovels. Injun Joe dug in the floor again. He used the shovel. Then he lifted an old box out of the hole. He opened the box and put his hand inside it. He took some gold coins from the box!

There was buried treasure in the Haunted House! Tom and Huck were very excited!

‘There are thousands of dollars in this box,’ said the Stranger. ‘Somebody stole this money from a bank. They buried the money here. Now we don’t have to do that job.’

‘Oh yes, we do,’ said Injun Joe. ‘I don’t want money. I want revenge. And I want your help. Go home. I’ll come and find you soon.’

‘What are we going to do with this money?’ asked the Stranger.

He pointed to the gold coins.

‘I’ll take the money to the other place,’ replied Injun Joe. ‘It isn’t safe here. Those shovels are not ours. Somebody has been here. Let’s go.’

The two men left the house.

‘He’s taken the treasure,’ said Huck sadly. ‘Where is he going to bury it now?’

‘I don’t know,’ said Tom. ‘But I don’t want to follow them. I’m frightened.’

Tom was very worried. ‘Huck,’ he said. ‘Revenge! Injun Joe wants revenge. He’s going to get revenge on me! I spoke at the trial. Now he’s going to punish me!’

 

The Picnic at the Caves

It was Saturday. It was the day of Becky’s picnic at McDougal’s Caves. The children of St Petersburg were going to the picnic.

Huck was not going to the picnic. The mothers of St Petersburg did not ask Huck to go to the picnic.

Tom was very happy. He was going to Becky’s birthday picnic. He was not thinking about Injun Joe.

At eleven o’clock, everybody got on an old steamboat. They carried baskets of food and they laughed and sang. They were going down the river on the steamboat. Then they were going to walk to the caves.

No adults went with the children. The older children were taking care of the younger children.

The steamboat travelled along the river. It stopped beside a beach three miles away from the town. Behind the beach, there was a steep hill and a big forest.

Everybody got off the boat. The children opened the baskets of food. They ate and ate! After lunch, they were quiet for a short time.

Then somebody asked a question. ‘Who wants to go into the caves?’

‘Me!’

‘Me!’

‘Me!’

Everybody wanted to go into the caves.

They got candles and matches out of their baskets. Then they ran up the hill.

The entrance to McDougal’s Caves was in the side of the hill. A long time ago, somebody had put a big wooden door in the entrance. One of the older boys opened the door and everybody went inside. Everybody was quiet. They looked at the sunshine and the green trees behind them. Then they looked at the darkness in front of them. McDougal’s Caves

were cold and dark and frightening!

Somebody lit a candle. There was light! But somebody else blew out the flame and it was dark again! A game started. People lit candles and other people blew them out. Everybody ran around. They laughed and they shouted.

Soon the game finished and the children walked further into the caves. They all carried bright candles and they walked in a long line. The main path was narrow, and there were narrower paths to the right and to the left. There were lots of paths in McDougal’s Caves. Some paths went round in circles and came back to the main path. And other paths went further and further into the hill. Nobody knew about all the paths in the caves.

‘The steamboat bell will ring at seven o’clock,’ shouted one of the older children. ‘We have to go then. Everybody must come back to the entrance at seven o’clock.’

Tom and Becky left the other children. They took a basket of food and they took some candles. They went further into the caves together.

‘Look, Becky,’ said Tom. ‘You can write your name on the wall. Use the smoke from your candle.’

They moved their candles. They wrote their names on a wall with the black smoke. Then they held their candles up high. They read other people’s names on the rock walls.

They walked on and soon they came to a little waterfall. Water was falling from a hole in the rock.

‘It’s beautiful, Tom,’ said Becky.

‘Come on, Becky,’ said Tom. ‘There’s a path behind the waterfall. It goes down and down. Let’s go along it. Make a smoke mark on the wall. Then we can come back to the same place.’

Becky made a large smoke mark on the wall with her candle. The two children went behind the waterfall. They went down and down. Suddenly, they were in a very big cave.

They walked all round the cave. Then they walked along another path. Soon, they came to another big cave and another waterfall. The water fell into a small lake. Tom held his candle near the water. The rocks under the water were white.

‘Oh, Tom,’ said Becky. ‘What a beautiful white lake!’

Then Tom heard a noise and he looked up at the roof. Bats! Hundreds of small, black bats! They had seen the light from the candles. They were squeaking. They were flapping their wings. The bats were starting to move!

‘Come on! Quickly! Run!’ Tom said. He grabbed Becky’s hand. Then he pulled her along a narrow path.

Bats flew after them! Becky dropped her candle.

Tom and Becky ran and ran. At last they escaped from the bats. They stopped to rest next to a big, dark lake.

After a few minutes, Becky spoke. ‘I can’t hear any voices. Where are the other children?’

‘I can’t hear them,’ said Tom.

‘How long have we been here, Tom?’ Becky asked. ‘The steamboat bell is going to ring at seven o’clock. We must go back.’

Tom did not speak for a minute. Then he said, ‘Becky, we are lost!’