■〔美〕馬克．吐溫 唐萌蓀譯
幾個月之前，我被提名為紐約州州長候選人，代表獨立黨與斯坦華脫?勒?伍福特先生
和約翰?特?霍夫曼先生競選。我總覺得自己有超過這兩位先生的顯著的優點，那就是我的
名聲好。從報上容易看出：如果說這兩位先生也曾知道愛護名聲的好處，那是以往的事。
近幾年來，他們顯然已將各種無恥罪行視為家常便飯。當時，我雖然對自己的長處暗自慶幸， 但是壹想到我自己的名字得和這些人的名字混在壹起到處傳播，總有壹股不安的混濁潛流在 我愉快心情的深處“翻攪”。我心裏越來越不安，最後我給祖母寫了封信，把這件事告訴 她。她很快給我回了信，而且信寫得很嚴峻，她說：“妳生平沒有做過壹件對不起人的事— 壹件也沒有做過。妳看看報紙吧——壹看就會明白伍福特和霍夫曼先生是壹種什麽樣子的人，然後再看妳願不願意把自己降低到他們那樣的水平，跟他們壹起競選。”
這也正是我的想法！那晚我壹夜沒合眼。但我畢竟不能打退堂鼓。我已經完全卷進去
了，只好戰鬥下去。
當我壹邊吃早飯，壹邊無精打采地翻閱報紙時，看到這樣壹段消息，說實在話，我以前
還從來沒有這樣驚慌失措過：
“偽證罪——那就是1863年，在交趾支那的瓦卡瓦克，有34名證人證明馬克?吐
溫先生犯有偽證罪，企圖侵占壹小塊香蕉種植地，那是當地壹位窮寡婦和她那群孤兒靠著活命的唯壹資源。現在馬克?吐溫先生既然在眾人面前出來競選州長，那麽他或許可以屈尊解釋壹下如下事情的經過。吐溫先生不管是對自己或是對要求投票選舉他的偉大人民，都有責任澄清此事的真相。他願意這樣做嗎？”
我當時驚愕不已！竟有這樣壹種殘酷無情的指控。我從來就沒有到過交趾支那！我從來
沒聽說過什麽瓦卡瓦克！我也不知道什麽香蕉種植地，正如我不知道什麽是袋鼠壹樣！我不知道要怎麽辦才好，我簡直要發瘋了，卻又毫無辦法。那壹天我什麽事情也沒做，就讓日子白白溜過去了。第二天早晨，這家報紙再沒說別的什麽，只有這麽壹句話： “意味深長——大家都會註意到：吐溫先生對交趾支那偽證案壹事壹直發人深省地保持緘默。”〔備忘——在這場競選運動中，這家報紙以後但凡提到我時，必稱“臭名昭著的偽證犯吐溫”。〕
接著是《新聞報》，登了這樣壹段話：“需要查清——是否請新州長候選人向急於等著要投他票的同胞們解釋壹下以下壹件小事？那就是吐溫先生在蒙大那州野營時，與他住在同壹帳篷的夥伴經常丟失小東西，後來這 些東西壹件不少地都從吐溫先生身上或“箱子”（即他卷藏雜物的報紙）裏發現了。大家為他著想，不得不對他進行友好的告誡，在他身上塗滿柏油，粘上羽毛，叫他坐木杠①，把他攆出去，並勸告他讓出鋪位，從此別再回來。他願意解釋這件事嗎？”難道還有比這種控告用心更加險惡的嗎？我這輩子根本就沒有到過蒙大那州呀。此後，這家報紙照例叫我做“蒙大那的小偷吐溫”。〕
於是，我開始變得壹拿起報紙就有些提心吊膽起來，正如同妳想睡覺時拿起壹床毯子，
可總是不放心，生怕那裏面有條蛇似的。有壹天，我看到這麽壹段消息：“謊言已被揭穿！——根據五方位區的密凱爾?奧弗拉納根先生、華脫街的吉特?彭斯先生和約翰?艾倫先生三位的宣誓證書，現已證實：馬克?吐溫先生曾惡毒聲稱我們尊貴的領袖約翰?特?霍夫曼的祖父曾因攔路搶劫而被處絞刑壹說，純屬粗暴無理之謊言，毫無事 實根據。他毀謗亡人，以讕言玷汙其美名，用這種下流手段來達到政治上的成功，使有道德之人甚為沮喪。當我們想到這壹卑劣謊言必然會使死者無辜的親友蒙受極大悲痛時，幾乎要被迫煽動起被傷害和被侮辱的公眾，立即對誹謗者施以非法的報復。但是我們不這樣！還是讓他去因受良心譴責而感到痛苦吧。（不過，如果公眾義憤填膺，盲目胡來，對誹謗者進行人身傷害，很明顯，陪審員不可能對此事件的兇手們定罪，法庭也不可能對他們加以懲罰。）”
最後這句巧妙的話很起作用，當天晚上當“被傷害和被侮辱的公眾”從前進來時，嚇得
我趕緊從床上爬起來，從後門溜走。他們義憤填膺，來時搗毀家具和門窗，走時把能拿動的財物統統帶走。然而，我可以手按《聖經》起誓：我從沒誹謗過霍夫曼州長的祖父。而且直到那天為止，我從沒聽人說起過他，我自己也沒提到過他。順便說壹句，刊登上述新聞的那家報紙此後總是稱我為“拐屍犯吐溫”。〕
引起我註意的下壹篇報上的文章是下面這段：“好個候選人——馬克?吐溫先生原定於昨晚獨立黨民眾大會上作壹次損傷對方的演說，卻未履行其義務。他的醫生打電報來稱他被幾匹狂奔的拉車的馬撞倒，腿部兩處負傷— 臥床不起，痛苦難言等等，以及許多諸如此類的廢話。獨立黨的黨員們只好竭力聽信這壹拙劣的托詞，假裝不知道他們提名為候選人的這個放蕩不羈的家夥未曾出席大會的真正原因。有人見到，昨晚有壹個人喝得酩酊大醉，搖搖晃晃地走進吐溫先生下榻的旅館。獨立黨人責無旁貸須證明那個醉鬼並非馬克?吐溫本人。這壹下我們終於把他們抓住了。此事不容 避而不答。人民以雷鳴般的呼聲詢問：‘那人是誰？’”
我的名字真的與這個丟臉的嫌疑聯在壹起，這是不可思議的，絕對地不可思議。我已經
有整整三年沒有喝過啤酒、葡萄酒或任何壹種酒了。〔這家報紙在下壹期上大膽地稱我為“酒瘋子吐溫先生”，而且我知道，它會壹直這樣稱呼下去，但我當時看了竟毫無痛苦，足見這種局勢對我有多大的影響。〕那時我所收到的郵件中，匿名信占了重要的部分。那些信壹般是這樣寫的： “被妳從妳寓所門口壹腳踢開的那個要飯的老婆婆，現在怎麽樣了？”好管閑事者也有這樣寫的：“妳幹的壹些事，除我之外沒人知道，妳最好拿出幾塊錢來孝敬鄙人，不然，報上有妳 好看的。” 惹不起大致就是這類內容。如果還想聽，我可以繼續引用下去，直到使讀者惡心。
不久，***和黨的主要報紙“宣判”我犯了大規模的賄賂罪，而民主黨最主要的報紙則把
壹樁大肆渲染敲詐案件硬“栽”在我頭上。這樣，我又得到了兩個頭銜：“骯臟的賄賂犯吐溫”和“令人惡心的訛詐犯吐溫”。〕這時候輿論嘩然，紛紛要我“答復”所有對我提出的那些可怕的指控。這就使得我們黨的報刊主編和領袖們都說，我如果再沈默不語，我的政治生命就要給毀了。好像要使他們的控訴更為迫切似的，就在第二天，壹家報紙登了這樣壹段話：
“明察此人！獨立黨這位候選人至今默不吭聲。因為他不敢說話。對他的每條控告都有
證據，並且那種足以說明問題的沈默壹再承認了他的罪狀，現在他永遠翻不了案了。獨立黨的黨員們，看看妳們這位候選人吧！看看這位聲名狼藉的偽證犯！這位蒙大那的小偷！這位拐屍犯！好好看壹看妳們這個具體化的酒瘋子！妳們這位骯臟的賄賂犯！妳們這位令人惡心的訛詐犯！妳們盯住他好好看壹看，好好想壹想——這個家夥犯下了這麽可怕的罪行，得了這麽壹連串倒黴的稱號，而且壹條也不敢予以否認，看妳們是否還願意把自己公正的選票投 給他！”
我無法擺脫這種困境，只得深懷恥辱，準備著手“答復”那壹大堆毫無根據的指控和卑
鄙下流的謊言。但是我始終沒有完成這個任務，因為就在第二天，有壹家報紙登出壹個新的恐怖案件，再次對我進行惡意中傷，說因壹家瘋人院妨礙我家的人看風景，我就將這座瘋人院燒掉，把院裏的病人統統燒死了，這使我萬分驚慌。接著又是壹個控告，說我為了吞占我叔父的財產而將他毒死，並且要求立即挖開墳墓驗屍。這使我幾乎陷入了精神錯亂的境地。
在這些控告之上，還有人竟控告我在負責育嬰堂事務時雇用老掉了牙的、昏庸的親戚給育嬰堂做飯。我拿不定主意了——真的拿不定主意了。最後，黨派鬥爭的積怨對我的無恥迫害達到了自然而然的高潮：有人教唆9個剛剛在學走路的包括各種不同膚色、穿著各種各樣的破 爛衣服的小孩，沖到壹次民眾大會的講臺上來，緊緊抱住我的雙腿，叫我做爸爸！
我放棄了競選。我降下旗幟投降。我不夠競選紐約州州長運動所要求的條件，所以，我
呈遞上退出候選人的聲明，並懷著痛苦的心情簽上我的名字： “妳忠實的朋友，過去是正派人，現在卻成了偽證犯、小偷、拐屍犯、酒瘋子、賄賂犯 和訛詐犯的馬克?吐溫。”●
①坐木杠；這是當時美國的壹種私刑。把認為犯有罪行的人綁住，身上塗上柏油，粘上羽毛，讓他跨坐在壹根木棍上，擡著他遊街示眾。——譯註
英文的：
RUNNING FOR GOVERNOR
By Mark Twain
A few months ago I was nominated for Governor of the great State of New York, to run against Stewart L. Woodford and John T. Hoffman, on an independent ticket. I somehow felt that I had one prominent advantage over these gentlemen, and that was, good character. It was easy to see by the newspapers, that if ever they had known what it was to bear a good name, that time had gone by. It was plain that in these latter years they had become familiar with all manner of shameful crimes. But at the very moment that I was exalting my advantage and joying in it in secret, there was a muddy undercurrent of discomfort "riling" the deeps of my happiness -- and that was, the having to hear my name bandied about in familiar connection with those of such people. I grew more and more disturbed. Finally I wrote my grandmother about it. Her answer came quick and sharp. She said:
You have never done one single thing in all your life to be ashamed of -- not one. Look at the newspapers -- look at them and comprehend what sort of characters Woodford and Hoffman are, and then see if you are willing to lower yourself to their level and enter a public canvass with them.
It was my very thought! I did not sleep a single moment that night. But after all, I could not recede. I was fully committed and must go on with the fight. As I was looking listlessly over the papers at breakfast, I came across this paragraph, and I may truly say I never was so confounded before:
PERJURY. -- Perhaps, now that Mr. Mark Twain is before the people as a candidate for Governor, he will condescend to explain how he came to be convicted of perjury by thirty-four witnesses, in Wakawak, Cochin China, in 1863, the intent of which perjury was to rob a poor native widow and her helpless family of a meagre plantain patch, their only stay and support in their bereavement and their desolation. Mr. Twain owes it to himself, as well as to the great people whose suffrages he asks, to clear this matter up. Will he do it?
I thought I should burst with amazement! Such a cruel, heartless charge -- I never had seen Cochin China! I never had beard of Wakawak! I didn't know a plantain patch from a kangaroo! I did not know what to do. I was crazed and helpless. I let the day slip away without doing anything at all. The next morning the same paper had this -- nothing more:
SIGNIFICANT. -- Mr. Twain, it will be observed, is suggestively silent about the Cochin China perjury.
[Mem. -- During the rest of the campaign this paper never referred to me in any other way than as "the infamous perjurer Twain."
Next came the "Gazette," with this:
WANTED TO KNOW. -- Will the new candidate for Governor deign to explain to certain of his fellow-citizens (who are suffering to vote for him!) the little circumstance of his cabin-mates in Montana losing small valuables from time to time, until at last, these things having been invariably found on Mr. Twain's person or in his "trunk" (newspaper he rolled his traps in), they felt compelled to give him a friendly admonition for his own good, and so tarred and feathered him and rode him on a rail, and then advised him to leave a permanent vacuum in the place he usually occupied in the camp. Will he do this?
Could anything be more deliberately malicious than that? For I never was in Montana in my life.
[After this, this journal customarily spoke of me as "Twain, the Montana Thief.
參考：百度