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Ventana “Oysters With Lemon,” Part I.
January has been a bit dreary, but Ventana brings us color, form, beauty, wit and charm!
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    “Say—I’m going in a swimming, I am. Don’t you wish you could? But of course you’d druther work- wouldn’t you? Course you would!”

    Tom contemplated the boy a bit, and said:

    “What do you call work?”

    “Why ain’t that work?”

    Tom resumed his whitewashing, and answered carelessly:

    “Well, maybe it is, and maybe it aint. All I know is, it suits Tom Sawyer.”

    “Oh come now, you don’t mean to let on that you like it?”

    The brush continued to move. “Like it? Well, I don’t see why I oughtn’t to like it. Does a boy get a chance to whitewash a fence every day?”

    That put the thing in a new light. Ben stopped nibbling his apple. Tom swept his brush daintily back and forth– stepped back to note the effect– added a touch here and there– criticised the effect again– Ben watching every move and getting more and more interested, more and more absorbed. Presently he said:

    “Say, Tom, let me whitewash a little.”

    Tom considered, was about to consent; but he altered his mind:

    “No, I reckon it wouldn’t hardly do, Ben. You see, Aunt Polly’s awful particular about this fence– right here on the street, you know– but if it was the back fence I wouldn’t mind and she wouldn’t. Yes, she’s awful particular about this fence. It’s got to be done very careful. I reckon there ain’t one boy in a thousand, maybe two thousand, that can do it the way it’s got to be done.”

    “No– is that so? Oh come, now- lemme just try. Only just a little– I’d let you, if you was me, Tom.”

    “Ben, I’d like to, honest injun; but Aunt Polly—well Jim wanted to do it, but she wouldn’t let him; Sid wanted to do it, and she wouldn’t let Sid. Now don’t you see how I’m fixed? If you was to tackle this fence and anything was to happen to it . . . ”

    “Oh, shucks, I’ll be just as careful. Now lemme try. Say– I’ll give you the core of my apple.”

    “Well, here . . . . No, Ben, now don’t. I’m afeard . . . ”

    “I’ll give you all of it!”

    Tom gave up the brush with reluctance in his face but alacrity in his heart.

    Quotation relayed by Michael Zahn from The Adventures of Tom Sawyer by Mark Twain.

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