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"
It
's
all
done
,
aunt
.
"
"
Tom
,
do
n't
lie
to
me
--
I
ca
n't
bear
it
.
"
"
I
ai
n't
,
aunt
;
it
IS
all
done
.
"
Aunt
Polly
placed
small
trust
in
such
evidence
.
She
went
out
to
see
for
herself
;
and
she
would
have
been
content
to
find
twenty
percent
,
of
Tom
's
statement
true
.
When
she
found
the
entire
fence
whitewashed
,
and
not
only
whitewashed
but
elaborately
coated
and
recoated
,
and
even
a
streak
added
to
the
ground
,
her
astonishment
was
almost
unspeakable
.
She
said
:
"
Well
,
I
never
!
There
's
no
getting
round
it
,
you
can
work
when
you
're
a
mind
to
,
Tom
.
"
And
then
she
diluted
the
compliment
by
adding
,
"
But
it
's
powerful
seldom
you
're
a
mind
to
,
I
'm
bound
to
say
.
Well
,
go
'
long
and
play
;
but
mind
you
get
back
some
time
in
a
week
,
or
I
'll
tan
you
.
"
She
was
so
overcome
by
the
splendor
of
his
achievement
that
she
took
him
into
the
closet
and
selected
a
choice
apple
and
delivered
it
to
him
,
along
with
an
improving
lecture
upon
the
added
value
and
flavor
a
treat
took
to
itself
when
it
came
without
sin
through
virtuous
effort
.
And
while
she
closed
with
a
happy
Scriptural
flourish
,
he
"
hooked
"
a
doughnut
.
Then
he
skipped
out
,
and
saw
Sid
just
starting
up
the
outside
stairway
that
led
to
the
back
rooms
on
the
second
floor
.
Clods
were
handy
and
the
air
was
full
of
them
in
a
twinkling
.
They
raged
around
Sid
like
a
hail-storm
;
and
before
Aunt
Polly
could
collect
her
surprised
faculties
and
sally
to
the
rescue
,
six
or
seven
clods
had
taken
personal
effect
,
and
Tom
was
over
the
fence
and
gone
.
There
was
a
gate
,
but
as
a
general
thing
he
was
too
crowded
for
time
to
make
use
of
it
.
His
soul
was
at
peace
,
now
that
he
had
settled
with
Sid
for
calling
attention
to
his
black
thread
and
getting
him
into
trouble
.
Tom
skirted
the
block
,
and
came
round
into
a
muddy
alley
that
led
by
the
back
of
his
aunt
's
cow-stable
.
He
presently
got
safely
beyond
the
reach
of
capture
and
punishment
,
and
hastened
toward
the
public
square
of
the
village
,
where
two
"
military
"
companies
of
boys
had
met
for
conflict
,
according
to
previous
appointment
.
Tom
was
General
of
one
of
these
armies
,
Joe
Harper
(
a
bosom
friend
)
General
of
the
other
.
These
two
great
commanders
did
not
condescend
to
fight
in
person
--
that
being
better
suited
to
the
still
smaller
fry
--
but
sat
together
on
an
eminence
and
conducted
the
field
operations
by
orders
delivered
through
aides-de-camp
.
Tom
's
army
won
a
great
victory
,
after
a
long
and
hard-fought
battle
.
Then
the
dead
were
counted
,
prisoners
exchanged
,
the
terms
of
the
next
disagreement
agreed
upon
,
and
the
day
for
the
necessary
battle
appointed
;
after
which
the
armies
fell
into
line
and
marched
away
,
and
Tom
turned
homeward
alone
.
As
he
was
passing
by
the
house
where
Jeff
Thatcher
lived
,
he
saw
a
new
girl
in
the
garden
--
a
lovely
little
blue-eyed
creature
with
yellow
hair
plaited
into
two
long-tails
,
white
summer
frock
and
embroidered
pantalettes
.
The
fresh-crowned
hero
fell
without
firing
a
shot
.
A
certain
Amy
Lawrence
vanished
out
of
his
heart
and
left
not
even
a
memory
of
herself
behind
.
He
had
thought
he
loved
her
to
distraction
;
he
had
regarded
his
passion
as
adoration
;
and
behold
it
was
only
a
poor
little
evanescent
partiality
.
He
had
been
months
winning
her
;
she
had
confessed
hardly
a
week
ago
;
he
had
been
the
happiest
and
the
proudest
boy
in
the
world
only
seven
short
days
,
and
here
in
one
instant
of
time
she
had
gone
out
of
his
heart
like
a
casual
stranger
whose
visit
is
done
.
He
worshipped
this
new
angel
with
furtive
eye
,
till
he
saw
that
she
had
discovered
him
;
then
he
pretended
he
did
not
know
she
was
present
,
and
began
to
"
show
off
"
in
all
sorts
of
absurd
boyish
ways
,
in
order
to
win
her
admiration
.
He
kept
up
this
grotesque
foolishness
for
some
time
;
but
by-and-by
,
while
he
was
in
the
midst
of
some
dangerous
gymnastic
performances
,
he
glanced
aside
and
saw
that
the
little
girl
was
wending
her
way
toward
the
house
.
Tom
came
up
to
the
fence
and
leaned
on
it
,
grieving
,
and
hoping
she
would
tarry
yet
awhile
longer
.
She
halted
a
moment
on
the
steps
and
then
moved
toward
the
door
.
Tom
heaved
a
great
sigh
as
she
put
her
foot
on
the
threshold
.
But
his
face
lit
up
,
right
away
,
for
she
tossed
a
pansy
over
the
fence
a
moment
before
she
disappeared
.
