Tom Sawyer Abroad

  CHAPTER IX. TOM DISCOURSES ON THE DESERT

  STILL, we thought we would drop down there a minute, but on anothererrand. Most of the professor's cargo of food was put up in cans, in thenew way that somebody had just invented; the rest was fresh. When youfetch Missouri beefsteak to the Great Sahara, you want to be particularand stay up in the coolish weather. So we reckoned we would drop downinto the lion market and see how we could make out there.

  We hauled in the ladder and dropped down till we was just above thereach of the animals, then we let down a rope with a slip-knot in it andhauled up a dead lion, a small tender one, then yanked up a cub tiger.We had to keep the congregation off with the revolver, or they would 'a'took a hand in the proceedings and helped.

  We carved off a supply from both, and saved the skins, and hove the restoverboard. Then we baited some of the professor's hooks with the freshmeat and went a-fishing. We stood over the lake just a convenientdistance above the water, and catched a lot of the nicest fish you eversee. It was a most amazing good supper we had; lion steak, tiger steak,fried fish, and hot corn-pone. I don't want nothing better than that.

  We had some fruit to finish off with. We got it out of the top of amonstrous tall tree. It was a very slim tree that hadn't a branch onit from the bottom plumb to the top, and there it bursted out like afeather-duster. It was a pa'm-tree, of course; anybody knows a pa'm-treethe minute he see it, by the pictures. We went for cocoanuts in thisone, but there warn't none. There was only big loose bunches of thingslike oversized grapes, and Tom allowed they was dates, because he saidthey answered the description in the Arabian Nights and the other books.Of course they mightn't be, and they might be poison; so we had to waita spell, and watch and see if the birds et them. They done it; so wedone it, too, and they was most amazing good.

  By this time monstrous big birds begun to come and settle on the deadanimals. They was plucky creturs; they would tackle one end of a lionthat was being gnawed at the other end by another lion. If the liondrove the bird away, it didn't do no good; he was back again the minutethe lion was busy.

  The big birds come out of every part of the sky--you could make them outwith the glass while they was still so far away you couldn't see themwith your naked eye. Tom said the birds didn't find out the meat wasthere by the smell; they had to find it out by seeing it. Oh, but ain'tthat an eye for you! Tom said at the distance of five mile a patch ofdead lions couldn't look any bigger than a person's finger-nail, and hecouldn't imagine how the birds could notice such a little thing so faroff.

  It was strange and unnatural to see lion eat lion, and we thought maybethey warn't kin. But Jim said that didn't make no difference. He said ahog was fond of her own children, and so was a spider, and he reckonedmaybe a lion was pretty near as unprincipled though maybe not quite. Hethought likely a lion wouldn't eat his own father, if he knowed whichwas him, but reckoned he would eat his brother-in-law if he was uncommonhungry, and eat his mother-in-law any time. But RECKONING don't settlenothing. You can reckon till the cows come home, but that don't fetchyou to no decision. So we give it up and let it drop.

  Generly it was very still in the Desert nights, but this time there wasmusic. A lot of other animals come to dinner; sneaking yelpers that Tomallowed was jackals, and roached-backed ones that he said was hyenas;and all the whole biling of them kept up a racket all the time. Theymade a picture in the moonlight that was more different than any pictureI ever see. We had a line out and made fast to the top of a tree, anddidn't stand no watch, but all turned in and slept; but I was up two orthree times to look down at the animals and hear the music. It was likehaving a front seat at a menagerie for nothing, which I hadn't ever hadbefore, and so it seemed foolish to sleep and not make the most of it; Imightn't ever have such a chance again.

  We went a-fishing again in the early dawn, and then lazied around allday in the deep shade on an island, taking turn about to watch and seethat none of the animals come a-snooping around there after erronortsfor dinner. We was going to leave the next day, but couldn't, it was toolovely.

  The day after, when we rose up toward the sky and sailed off eastward,we looked back and watched that place till it warn't nothing but justa speck in the Desert, and I tell you it was like saying good-bye to afriend that you ain't ever going to see any more.

  Jim was thinking to himself, and at last he says:

  "Mars Tom, we's mos' to de end er de Desert now, I speck."

  "Why?"

  "Well, hit stan' to reason we is. You knows how long we's beena-skimmin' over it. Mus' be mos' out o' san'. Hit's a wonder to me datit's hilt out as long as it has."

  "Shucks, there's plenty sand, you needn't worry."

  "Oh, I ain't a-worryin', Mars Tom, only wonderin', dat's all. De Lord'sgot plenty san', I ain't doubtin' dat; but nemmine, He ain't gwyne toWAS'E it jist on dat account; en I allows dat dis Desert's plenty bigenough now, jist de way she is, en you can't spread her out no mo' 'doutwas'in' san'."

  "Oh, go 'long! we ain't much more than fairly STARTED across this Desertyet. The United States is a pretty big country, ain't it? Ain't it,Huck?"

  "Yes," I says, "there ain't no bigger one, I don't reckon."

  "Well," he says, "this Desert is about the shape of the United States,and if you was to lay it down on top of the United States, it wouldcover the land of the free out of sight like a blanket. There'd bea little corner sticking out, up at Maine and away up northwest, andFlorida sticking out like a turtle's tail, and that's all. We've tookCalifornia away from the Mexicans two or three years ago, so that partof the Pacific coast is ours now, and if you laid the Great Sahara downwith her edge on the Pacific, she would cover the United States andstick out past New York six hundred miles into the Atlantic ocean."

  I say:

  "Good land! have you got the documents for that, Tom Sawyer?"

  "Yes, and they're right here, and I've been studying them. You can lookfor yourself. From New York to the Pacific is 2,600 miles. From one endof the Great Desert to the other is 3,200. The United States contains3,600,000 square miles, the Desert contains 4,162,000. With the Desert'sbulk you could cover up every last inch of the United States, and inunder where the edges projected out, you could tuck England, Scotland,Ireland, France, Denmark, and all Germany. Yes, sir, you could hide thehome of the brave and all of them countries clean out of sight under theGreat Sahara, and you would still have 2,000 square miles of sand left."

  "Well," I says, "it clean beats me. Why, Tom, it shows that the Lordtook as much pains makin' this Desert as makin' the United States andall them other countries."

  Jim says: "Huck, dat don' stan' to reason. I reckon dis Desert wa'n'tmade at all. Now you take en look at it like dis--you look at it, andsee ef I's right. What's a desert good for? 'Taint good for nuthin'. Deyain't no way to make it pay. Hain't dat so, Huck?"

  "Yes, I reckon."

  "Hain't it so, Mars Tom?"

  "I guess so. Go on."

  "Ef a thing ain't no good, it's made in vain, ain't it?"

  "Yes."

  "NOW, den! Do de Lord make anything in vain? You answer me dat."

  "Well--no, He don't."

  "Den how come He make a desert?"

  "Well, go on. How DID He come to make it?"

  "Mars Tom, I b'lieve it uz jes like when you's buildin' a house; dey'sallays a lot o' truck en rubbish lef' over. What does you do wid it?Doan' you take en k'yart it off en dump it into a ole vacant back lot?'Course. Now, den, it's my opinion hit was jes like dat--dat de GreatSahara warn't made at all, she jes HAPPEN'."

  I said it was a real good argument, and I believed it was the bestone Jim ever made. Tom he said the same, but said the trouble aboutarguments is, they ain't nothing but THEORIES, after all, and theoriesdon't prove nothing, they only give you a place to rest on, a spell,when you are tuckered out butting around and around trying to find outsomething there ain't no way TO find out. And he says:

  "There's another trouble about theories: there's always a hole in themsomewhe
res, sure, if you look close enough. It's just so with this oneof Jim's. Look what billions and billions of stars there is. How does itcome that there was just exactly enough star-stuff, and none left over?How does it come there ain't no sand-pile up there?"

  But Jim was fixed for him and says:

  "What's de Milky Way?--dat's what I want to know. What's de Milky Way?Answer me dat!"

  In my opinion it was just a sockdologer. It's only an opinion, it'sonly MY opinion and others may think different; but I said it then and Istand to it now--it was a sockdologer. And moreover, besides, it landedTom Sawyer. He couldn't say a word. He had that stunned look of a personthat's been shot in the back with a kag of nails. All he said was,as for people like me and Jim, he'd just as soon have intellectualintercourse with a catfish. But anybody can say that--and I notice theyalways do, when somebody has fetched them a lifter. Tom Sawyer was tiredof that end of the subject.

  So we got back to talking about the size of the Desert again, and themore we compared it with this and that and t'other thing, the morenobler and bigger and grander it got to look right along. And so,hunting among the figgers, Tom found, by and by, that it was just thesame size as the Empire of China. Then he showed us the spread theEmpire of China made on the map, and the room she took up in the world.Well, it was wonderful to think of, and I says:

  "Why, I've heard talk about this Desert plenty of times, but I neverknowed before how important she was."

  Then Tom says:

  "Important! Sahara important! That's just the way with some people. If athing's big, it's important. That's all the sense they've got. All theycan see is SIZE. Why, look at England. It's the most important countryin the world; and yet you could put it in China's vest-pocket; and notonly that, but you'd have the dickens's own time to find it again thenext time you wanted it. And look at Russia. It spreads all around andeverywhere, and yet ain't no more important in this world than RhodeIsland is, and hasn't got half as much in it that's worth saving."

  Away off now we see a little hill, a-standing up just on the edge ofthe world. Tom broke off his talk, and reached for a glass very muchexcited, and took a look, and says:

  "That's it--it's the one I've been looking for, sure. If I'm right, it'sthe one the dervish took the man into and showed him all the treasures."

  So we begun to gaze, and he begun to tell about it out of the ArabianNights.