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It made me shiver. And I about made up my mind to pray, and see if I couldn"t try to quit being the kind of a boy I was and be better. So I kneeled down. But the words wouldn"t come. Why wouldn"t they? It warn"t no use to try and hide it from Him. Nor from ME, neither. I knowed very well why they wouldn"t come. It was because my heart warn"t right; it was because I warn"t square; it was because I was playing double. I was letting On to give up sin, but away inside of me I was holding on to the biggest one of all. I was trying to make my mouth SAY I would do the right thing and the clean thing, and go and write to that nigger"s owner and tell where he was; but deep down in me I knowed it was a lie, and He knowed it. You can"t pray a lie—I found that out.So I was full of trouble, full as I could be; and didn"t know what to do. At last I had an idea; and I says, I"ll go and write the letter—and then see if I can pray. Why, it was astonishing, the way I felt as light as a feather right straight off, and my troubles all gone. So I got a piece of paper and a pencil, all glad and excited, and set down and wrote:Miss Watson, your runaway nigger Jim is down here two mile belowPiKesville, and Mr. Phelps has got him and he will give him up for the reward if you send.HUCK FINN.I felt good and all washed clean of sin for the first time I had ever felt so in my life, and I knowed I could pray now. But I didn"t do it straight off, but laid the paper down and set there thinking—thinking how good it was all this happened so, and how near I come to being lost and going to hell. And went on thinking. And got to thinking over our trip down the river; and I see Jim before me all the time: in the day and in the night-time, sometimes moonlight, sometimes storms, and we a-floating along, talking and singing and laughing. But somehow I couldn"t seem to strike no places to harden me against him, but only the other kind, I"d see him standing my watch on top of his " n, " stead of calling me, so I could go on sleeping; and see him how glad he was when I come back out of the fog; and when I come to him again in the swamp, up there where the feud was; and such-like times; and would always call me honey, and pet me and do everything he could think of for me, and how good he always was; and at last I struck the time I saved him by telling the men we had small-pox aboard, and he was so grateful, and said I was the best friend old Jim ever had in the world, and the ONLY one he"s got now; and then I happened to look around and see that paper.It was a close place. I took it up, and held it in my hand. I was a-trembling, because I"d got to decide, forever, betwixt two things, and I knowed it. I studied a minute, sort of holding my breath, and then say to myself; "All right, then, I"ll GO to hell"—and tore it up.
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Identify the author and the work from which the passage is selected.
【正确答案】正确答案：Mark Twain; The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn.
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Define the literary school/ trend to which the author belongs?
【正确答案】正确答案：Local Colorism refers to a fiction or a poetry that focuses on the characters, dialect, customs, topography, and other features particular to a specific region. Influenced by southwestern and down east humor, between the Civil War and the end of the nineteenth century this mode of writing became dominant in American literature. In local-color literature, one finds the dual influence of romanticism and realism, since the author frequently looks away from ordinary life to distant lands, strange customs, or exotic scenes, but retains through minute detail a sense of fidelity and accuracy of description. Its weaknesses may include nostalgia or sentimentality. Its customary form is the sketch or a short story.
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Comment on the selection.
【正确答案】正确答案：The words used in this selection are mostly Anglo-Saxon in origin, and are short, concrete and direct in effect. Most of the sentence structures are simple or compound, with a series of "ands" and "thens" which serve as connectives. The repetition of some easy words such as "got", "took" and "was" leaves the impression that Mark Twain depended solely on the concrete object and action for the body and movement of his prose. What is more, there are a lot of ungrammatical elements which give the final finish to his style. The whole book approximates the actual speech habit of an uneducated boy from the American South of the mid-nineteenth century.