Original Illustrated Version By Mark Twain

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A TTENDING SUNDAY-SCHOOL.                                          45
of his wardrobe. The girl " put him to rights " after he had dressed himself; she buttoned his neat roundabout up to his chin, turned his vast shirt collar down over his shoulders, brushed him off and crowned him with his speckled straw hat. He now looked exceedingly improved and uncomfortable. He was fully as uncom­fortable as he looked; for there was a restraint about whole clothes and cleanli­ness that galled him. He hoped that Mary would forget his shoes, but the hope was blighted; she coated them thoroughly with tallow, as was the custom, and brought them out. He lost his temper and said he was always being made to do every­thing he didn't want to do. But Mary said, persuasively : "Please, Tom—that's a good boy."
So he got into the shoes snarling. Mary was soon ready, and the three children
set out for Sunday-school—a place that Tom hated with his whole heart; but Sid and Mary were fond of it.
Sabbath-school hours were from nine to half past ten; and then church ser­vice. Two of of the children always remained for the sermon voluntarily, and the other always remained too— for stronger reasons. The church's high-backed, uncushioned pews would seat about three hundred persons; the edifice was but a small, plain affair, with a sort of pine board tree-box on top of it for a steeple. At the door Tom dropped back a step and accosted a Sunday-dressed comrade:
"Say, Billy, got a yaller ticket? "
" What'll you take for her ? "
" What'll you give ? "
" Piece of lickrish and a fish-hook." 11 Less see 'em."