Chap. 21, when the Duke and Dauphin (rapscallion con artists) are prepping their performance of Romeo and Juliet
"The duke had to learn him over and over again how to say every speech...and after a while he said he done it pretty well; 'only," he says, 'you mustn't bellow out Romeo
! that way, like a bull-- you must say it soft and sick and languishy, so-- Ro-o-meo
! that is the idea; for Juliet's a dear sweet mere child of a girl, you know, and she doesn't bray like a jackass.'"
Chap. 27, when Huck attends Peter Wilkes's funeral:
"They had borrowed a melodeum-- a sick one; and when everything was ready a young woman set down and worked it, and it was pretty skreeky and colicky, and everybody joined in and sung and Peter was the only one that had a good thing, according to my notion. Then the Reverend Hobson opened up, slow and solemn, and begun to talk; and straight off the most outrageous row busted out in the cellar...it was only one dog, but he made a most powerful racket, and he kept it up right along... but pretty soon that long-legged undertaker make a sign to the preacher as much as to say, 'Don't you worry--just depend on me.' Then he stooped down and begun to glide along the wall...and the powwow and racket getting more and more outrageous all the time; and at last,...he disappears down cellar. Then in about two seconds we heard a whack, and the dog he finished up with a most amazing howl or two, and then everything was dead still, and the parson begun his solemn talk where he left off. In a minute or two here comes this undertaker's back and shoulders gliding along the wall again...and shaded his mouth with his hands, and stretched his neck out towards the preacher, over the people's heads, and says, in a kind of a coarse whisper, 'He had a rat!"....
You could see it was a great satisfaction to the people....a little thing like that don't cost nothing, and it's just the little things that makes a man to be looked up to and liked. There warn't no more popular man in town than what that undertaker was."