The Adventures Of Tom Sawyer(Part 2)

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Hard work:
On Saturday morning Tom appeared outside his house.He was carrying a bucket of paint and a brush with a long handle.He looked at the fence and took a deep breath.The fence was thirty yards long and nine feet high.His punishment was to paint it.
It seemed to him that three was no joy in the world.He sighed as he dipped his brush in the paint and passed it along the top board.He did it again and then stood back.He looked at the tiny piece had painted and then at the rest of the fence, still to be done.It was too much.
Just then Jim came running out of the house carrying a bucket.Jim was a small boy who worked for Aunt Polly.He was going to the town well to get water.Tom had always hated that job, but now it seemed to him the best job in the world.There were always boys and girls at the well, waiting for their turn.Tom remembered that it always took Jim an hour or more to go and get the water.
Jim, he called I will go and get the water if you will paint some fence for me.Jim shook his head.Cannot do that, Tom.Your aunt would beat me if she found out.She would not beat you, Jim.She never beats anybody.She talks an awful lot, but talk does not hurt.I will give you a marble if you will do it.Tom showed him the little ball of coloured glass.Jim Began to look interested.
It is a white one, Jim.
White marbles were hard to get.Jim put down his bucket and took the marble.But in another minute the scene changed.Jim was running down the road with his bucket and a sore bottom.Tom was panting very hard, and Aunt Polly was going back into the houses with a slipper in her hand.
Tom's new interest in painting did not last for long.He began to think of the fun he had planned for this day, and he felt worse than ever.Soon the other boys would come along, and they would laugh at him like fire.
Suddenly he had a wonderful idea.He took up his brush and started to work.Ben Rogers came along the road, eating an apple.He stopped to watch._
Tom went on painting.He paid no attention to Ben.He stood back to look at his work, as an artist might look at a beautiful painting.

Tom Enjoys Church:
The Next day Tom had to go to Sunday school and the morning meeting in the church.It was not a thing be usually liked doing.He hated having to get dressed in his best clothes.He spent most of the time in Sunday school pulling the girl's hair.The teacher had to tell him to behave himself more than once.
At half past ten, all the children marched into the church to sit with their parents.Tom never listened to the prayers or the speeches.He did not sing any of the hymns.His mind was on other things.This morning the had brought a large black beetle to church with him.It was in a box in his pocket.During the priest's talk, which was so boring that many people were soon almost asleep, he took the box out and opened it.
Immediately the beetle pinched his finger with its sharp jaws.Tom shook his hand and hurriedly put a sore finger into his mouth.The beetle was thrown onto the floor and lay on its back, unable to turn over.Tom looked at it and wanted to get it back, but it was too far away.Other people round Tom had noticed the beetle, and they were watching it too.
Someone had brought a little dog into the church.He came and looked at the beetle.He began to wag his tail excitedly.He walked all round it, and smelt it from a safe distance.Then he walked round it again, never this time.
Many peoples sitting near Tom had to hide their faces in their handkerchiefs to stop themselves laughing.The dog looked around and began to attack the beetle again, this time with his paws.He jumped at it several times, but when it did not move he got tired of the game.He followed an ant instead but grew tired once more.He yawned, sighed, completely forgot about the beetle and sat down on it.
When Tom went home he was quite cheerful.He had enjoyed his visit to the church that morning.There was only one thing wrong.He thought it was all right for the dog to play with his beetle, but it was unkind of him to run away with it.

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