Original Illustrated Version By Mark Twain

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THE CLIMAX.                                                       $$
presently he was but a woolly comet moving in its orbit with the gleam and the speed of light. At last the frantic sufferer sheered from its course, and sprang into its master's lap; he flung it out of the window, and the voice of distress quickly thinned away and died in the distance.
By this time the whole church was red-faced and suffocating with suppressed laughter, and the sermon had come to a dead stand-still. The discourse was resumed presently, but it went lame and halting, all possibility of impressive-ness being at an end; for even the gravest sentiments were constantly being received with a smothered burst of unholy mirth, under cover of some remote-pew-back, as if the poor parson had said a rarely facetious thing. It was a. genuine relief to the whole congregation when the ordeal was over and the-benediction pronounced.
Tom Sawyer went home quite cheerful, thinking to himself that there was some satisfaction about divine service when there was a bit of variety in it. He-had but one marring thought; he was willing that the dog should play with* his pinch-bug, but he did not think it was upright in him to carry it off..'