Edward Ardizzone's Huckleberry Finn - in pictures

The frontispiece by the artist Edward Ardizzone for Heinemann's 1961 edition of Mark Twain's Huckleberry Finn. Photograph: Edward Ardizzone

"Pap was agoing on so he never noticed where his old limber legs was taking him to, so he went head over heels over the tub of salt pork and barked both shins, and the rest of his speech was all the hottest kind of language -­ mostly hove at the nigger and the govment, though he give the tub some, too, all along, here and there." Photograph: Edward Ardizzone

"'Bilgewater, kin I trust you?' says the old man, still sort of sobbing.
'To the bitter death!' He took the old man by the hand and squeezed it, and says, 'That secret of your being: speak!'
'Bilgewater, I am the late Dauphin!'" Photograph: Edward Ardizzone

"I read considerable to Jim about kings and dukes and earls and such, and how gaudy they dressed, and how much style they put on, and called each other your majesty, and your grace, and your lordship, and so on, 'stead of mister" Photograph: Edward Ardizzone

"So the duke he told him all about who Romeo was and who Juliet was, and said he was used to being Romeo, so the king could be Juliet.
'But if Juliet's such a young gal, duke, my peeled head and my white whiskers is goin' to look oncommon odd on her, maybe.'
'No, don't you worry; these country jakes won't ever think of that. Besides, you know, you'll be in costume, and that makes all the difference in the world'" Photograph: Edward Ardizzone

"The lightning showed us the wreck again just in time, and we fetched the stabboard derrick, and made fast there.
The deck was high out here. We went sneaking down the slope of it to labboard, in the dark, towards the texas, feeling our way slow with our feet, and spreading our hands out to fend off the guys, for it was so dark we couldn't see no sign of them. Pretty soon we struck the forward end of the skylight, and clumb on to it; and the next step fetched us in front of the captain's door, which was open, and by Jimminy, away down through the texas-hall we see a light! and all in the same second we seem to hear low voices in yonder!" Photograph: Edward Ardizzone