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The Man That Corrupted Hadleyburg

Автор Марк Твен
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Дата написания1970-01-01
Язык книгиen
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Описание

Книга представляет собой сборник повествований, в которых автор исследует темы честности, коррупции, религиозных манипуляций, журналистики, дипломатии и войны, показывая, как эти силы влияют на общество и личность.

Главный конфликт / проблема

Конфликт между честностью и коррупцией, а также манипуляция религиозными и политическими убеждениями, приводящая к разрушению общества и личных трагедий

Ключевые идеи

  • Честность Хэдлибурга делает его уязвимым для манипуляций.
  • Незнакомец использует репутацию города, чтобы запустить план обмана, оставив мешок с золотом и загадочное письмо.
  • Письмо содержит «тест», который должен подтвердить, кто дал незнакомцу двадцать долларов.
  • Общественный поиск благодетеля приводит к подозрениям, спорам и разрыву доверия между жителями.
  • Богатство и коррупция разрушают моральный фундамент общества.
  • Психологическое давление и страх разоблачения приводят к психическим расстройствам и трагическим последствиям.
  • Богатство может изменить личность и отношения, как показано в истории Ласки.
  • Христианская наука как псевдонаука, утверждающая, что боль и болезнь – иллюзии.
  • Роль воображения и веры в исцелении, а также критика эффективности «отсутствующего» лечения.
  • Финансовая модель «Eddy Trust» и её влияние на распространение учения.
  • Стремление Марка Твена к признанию как литературного деятеля и его первые публикации
  • Проблемы выживания и документирования в экстремальных условиях

Вывод

Книга приводит к выводу, что честность, критическое мышление и открытость необходимы для преодоления коррупции и манипуляций, иначе общество и индивиды страдают.

Кому полезна

  • Студенты истории
  • Политология
  • Журналистика
  • Литература
  • Широкая аудитория, интересующаяся этикой и психологией

Главные темы

  • Честность и коррупция
  • Критика религиозных учений
  • Журналистика и документирование
  • Дипломатия и парламентские конфликты
  • Война и личные испытания
  • Культурные и литературные влияния

Персонажи

  • Stephenson — Он символизирует коррупцию и манипуляцию. Участвует в обсуждении богатства Gretchen
  • Незнакомец — Человек, который знает о репутации Хэдлибурга и использует её, чтобы запустить план обмана.
  • Эдвард Ричардс — Он пытается справиться с чувством вины за получение денег и сталкивается с психическим истощением.
  • Мэри Ричардс — Она переживает страх разоблачения и пытается удержать семью.
  • Баркли Гудсон — Возможно, тот, кто дал незнакомцу двадцать долларов.
  • Бургесс — Он одновременно благодарит и обвиняет Ричардс.
  • Ласка — Она описывает богатство своего отца и свою любовь к Калуле.
  • Марк Твен — Стремится стать литературным деятелем, публикует статьи, записывает дневники, переживает выживание в открытом судне и отвечает на письмо юриста о причинах антисемитизма.
  • Капитан Джозеф Митчелл — Опытный моряк, организует спасение после пожара, руководит открытым судном.
  • Юрист — Американский юрист, задающий вопросы о роли и положении евреев.
  • Доктор Фуллер — Предоставляет «отсутствующее» лечение и объясняет теорию христианской науки.
  • Смит — Рассказывает историю о художниках и их планах.

Цитаты

  • Я благодарен Америке за то, что получил от неё, и особенно за доброту одного жителя Хэдлибурга.
  • Тест, который я провёл, звучал так: «Вы далеко от того, чтобы быть плохим человеком; идите и исправляйтесь».
  • Письмо Бургесс усиливает подозрения и приводит к психическому истощению Эдварда.
  • Богатство может изменить личность и отношения, как показано в истории Ласки.
  • «Нет такой вещи, как боль, болезнь и смерть».
  • «Science and Health with Key to the Scriptures».
  • «Я не давал банкет, я не давал банкет, я был литературным человеком, но это всё было погребено живой смертью»
  • «Семь дней, и мы будем в пути к островам, но мы будем в пути к островам, но мы будем в пути к островам»
  • «Еврей – это самый благородный из всех народов, его семья крепко связана любовью и уважением к старшим»
  • «Театр – это не только развлечение, но и способ передать глубокие философские идеи и ценности»

Сводка по автору из Wikidata

1835–1910. Mark Twain. американский писатель, журналист и общественный деятель (1835–1910)

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"DON'T! It scares me yet, to think of it. I repented of it the minute it was done; and I was even afraid to tell you lest your face might betray it to somebody. I didn't sleep any that night, for worrying. But after a few days I saw that no one was going to suspect me, and after that I got to feeling glad I did it. And I feel glad yet, Mary—glad through and through."

"So do I, now, for it would have been a dreadful way to treat him. Yes, I'm glad; for really you did owe him that, you know. But, Edward, suppose it should come out yet, some day!"

"It won't."

"Why?"

"Because everybody thinks it was Goodson."

"Of course they would!"

"Certainly. And of course HE didn't care. They persuaded poor old Sawlsberry to go and charge it on him, and he went blustering over there and did it. Goodson looked him over, like as if he was hunting for a place on him that he could despise the most; then he says, 'So you are the Committee of Inquiry, are you?' Sawlsberry said that was about what he was. 'H'm. Do they require particulars, or do you reckon a kind of a GENERAL answer will do?' 'If they require particulars, I will come back, Mr. Goodson; I will take the general answer first.' 'Very well, then, tell them to go to hell—I reckon that's general enough. And I'll give you some advice, Sawlsberry; when you come back for the particulars, fetch a basket to carry what is left of yourself home in.'"

"Just like Goodson; it's got all the marks. He had only one vanity; he thought he could give advice better than any other person."

"It settled the business, and saved us, Mary. The subject was dropped."

"Bless you, I'm not doubting THAT."

Then they took up the gold-sack mystery again, with strong interest. Soon the conversation began to suffer breaks—interruptions caused by absorbed thinkings. The breaks grew more and more frequent. At last Richards lost himself wholly in thought. He sat long, gazing vacantly at the floor, and by-and-by he began to punctuate his thoughts with little nervous movements of his hands that seemed to indicate vexation. Meantime his wife too had relapsed into a thoughtful silence, and her movements were beginning to show a troubled discomfort. Finally Richards got up and strode aimlessly about the room, ploughing his hands through his hair, much as a somnambulist might do who was having a bad dream. Then he seemed to arrive at a definite purpose; and without a word he put on his hat and passed quickly out of the house. His wife sat brooding, with a drawn face, and did not seem to be aware that she was alone. Now and then she murmured, "Lead us not into t... but—but—we are so poor, so poor!... Lead us not into... Ah, who would be hurt by it?—and no one would ever know... Lead us...." The voice died out in mumblings. After a little she glanced up and muttered in a half-frightened, half-glad way—

"He is gone! But, oh dear, he may be too late—too late... Maybe not—maybe there is still time." She rose and stood thinking, nervously clasping and unclasping her hands. A slight shudder shook her frame, and she said, out of a dry throat, "God forgive me—it's awful to think such things—but... Lord, how we are made—how strangely we are made!"

She turned the light low, and slipped stealthily over and knelt down by the sack and felt of its ridgy sides with her hands, and fondled them lovingly; and there was a gloating light in her poor old eyes. She fell into fits of absence; and came half out of them at times to mutter "If we had only waited!—oh, if we had only waited a little, and not been in such a hurry!"

Meantime Cox had gone home from his office and told his wife all about the strange thing that had happened, and they had talked it over eagerly, and guessed that the late Goodson was the only man in the town who could have helped a suffering stranger with so noble a sum as twenty dollars. Then there was a pause, and the two became thoughtful and silent. And by-and-by nervous and fidgety. At last the wife said, as if to herself,

"Nobody knows this secret but the Richardses... and us... nobody."

The husband came out of his thinkings with a slight start, and gazed wistfully at his wife, whose face was become very pale; then he hesitatingly rose, and glanced furtively at his hat, then at his wife—a sort of mute inquiry. Mrs. Cox swallowed once or twice, with her hand at her throat, then in place of speech she nodded her head. In a moment she was alone, and mumbling to herself.

And now Richards and Cox were hurrying through the deserted streets, from opposite directions. They met, panting, at the foot of the printing-office stairs; by the night-light there they read each other's face. Cox whispered:

"Nobody knows about this but us?"

The whispered answer was:

"Not a soul—on honour, not a soul!"

"If it isn't too late to—"

The men were starting up-stairs; at this moment they were overtaken by a boy, and Cox asked,

"Is that you, Johnny?"

"Yes, sir."

"You needn't ship the early mail—nor ANY mail; wait till I tell you."

"It's already gone, sir."

"GONE?" It had the sound of an unspeakable disappointment in it.

"Yes, sir. Time-table for Brixton and all the towns beyond changed to-day, sir—had to get the papers in twenty minutes earlier than common. I had to rush; if I had been two minutes later—"

The men turned and walked slowly away, not waiting to hear the rest. Neither of them spoke during ten minutes; then Cox said, in a vexed tone,

"What possessed you to be in such a hurry, I can't make out."

The answer was humble enough:

"I see it now, but somehow I never thought, you know, until it was too late. But the next time—"

"Next time be hanged! It won't come in a thousand years."

Then the friends separated without a good-night, and dragged themselves home with the gait of mortally stricken men. At their homes their wives sprang up with an eager "Well?"—then saw the answer with their eyes and sank down sorrowing, without waiting for it to come in words. In both houses a discussion followed of a heated sort—a new thing; there had been discussions before, but not heated ones, not ungentle ones. The discussions to-night were a sort of seeming plagiarisms of each other. Mrs. Richards said:

"If you had only waited, Edward—if you had only stopped to think; but no, you must run straight to the printing-office and spread it all over the world."

"It SAID publish it."

"That is nothing; it also said do it privately, if you liked. There, now—is that true, or not?"

"Why, yes—yes, it is true; but when I thought what a stir it would make, and what a compliment it was to Hadleyburg that a stranger should trust it so—"

"Oh, certainly, I know all that; but if you had only stopped to think, you would have seen that you COULDN'T find the right man, because he is in his grave, and hasn't left chick nor child nor relation behind him; and as long as the money went to somebody that awfully needed it, and nobody would be hurt by it, and—and—"

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