? ? ? ? "It's nice- make a man."
? ? ? ? The artist erected a man in the front yard, that resembled a derrick. He could have stepped over the house; but the girl was not hypercritical; she was satisfied with the monster, and whispered:
? ? ? ? "It's a beautiful man- now make me coming along."
? ? ? ? Tom drew an hour-glass with a full moon and straw limbs to it and armed the spreading fingers with a portentous fan. The girl said:
? ? ? ? "It's ever so nice- I wish I could draw."
? ? ? ? "It's easy," whispered Tom, "I'll learn you."
? ? ? ? "O, will you? When?"
? ? ? ? "At noon. Do you go home to dinner?"
? ? ? ? "I'll stay, if you will."
? ? ? ? "Good,- that's a whack. What's your name?"
? ? ? ? "Becky Thatcher. What's yours? Oh, know. It's Thomas Sawyer."
? ? ? ? "That's the name they lick me by.
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