The nurse entered the room at that moment, and Aunt Polly rose to her feet abruptly, As it happened, however, the New York doctor did not come “ tomorrow. However with its reopening tomorrow, Aunt Polly's restaurant is also opening for a limited time! Aunt Polly's is a seasonal quick service restaurant located on Tom Sawyer Island, and if you've never been there Related Posts. Another thing added to Magic Kingdom's island was Aunt Polly's. and Aunt Polly was retiring from the field with a slipper in her hand and.
Jim came skipping out at the gate with a tin pail, and singing Buffalo Gals. Bringing water from the town pump had always been hateful work in Tom's eyes, before, but now it did not strike him so.
He remembered that there was company at the pump. White, mulatto, and negro boys and girls were always there waiting their turns, resting, trading playthings, quarrelling, fighting, skylarking. And he remembered that although the pump was only a hundred and fifty yards off, Jim never got back with a bucket of water under an hour—and even then somebody generally had to go after him.
Ole missis, she tole me I got to go an' git dis water an' not stop foolin' roun' wid anybody. She say she spec' Mars Tom gwine to ax me to whitewash, an' so she tole me go 'long an' 'tend to my own business—she 'lowed she'd 'tend to de whitewashin'.
Aunt Polly S Rant Quotes
That's the way she always talks. Gimme the bucket—I won't be gone only a a minute. She won't ever know. Ole missis she'd take an' tar de head off'n me.
Aunt Polly S Rant Quotes (1 quote)
She never licks anybody—whacks 'em over the head with her thimble—and who cares for that, I'd like to know. She talks awful, but talk don't hurt—anyways it don't if she don't cry. Jim, I'll give you a marvel. I'll give you a white alley!
And it's a bully taw. Dat's a mighty gay marvel, I tell you! He put down his pail, took the white alley, and bent over the toe with absorbing interest while the bandage was being unwound. In another moment he was flying down the street with his pail and a tingling rear, Tom was whitewashing with vigor, and Aunt Polly was retiring from the field with a slipper in her hand and triumph in her eye.
But Tom's energy did not last. He began to think of the fun he had planned for this day, and his sorrows multiplied. Soon the free boys would come tripping along on all sorts of delicious expeditions, and they would make a world of fun of him for having to work—the very thought of it burnt him like fire. He got out his worldly wealth and examined it—bits of toys, marbles, and trash; enough to buy an exchange of work, maybe, but not half enough to buy so much as half an hour of pure freedom.
So he returned his straitened means to his pocket, and gave up the idea of trying to buy the boys. At this dark and hopeless moment an inspiration burst upon him! Nothing less than a great, magnificent inspiration. He took up his brush and went tranquilly to work. Ben Rogers hove in sight presently—the very boy, of all boys, whose ridicule he had been dreading. Ben's gait was the hop-skip-and-jump—proof enough that his heart was light and his anticipations high.
He was eating an apple, and giving a long, melodious whoop, at intervals, followed by a deep-toned ding-dong-dong, ding-dong-dong, for he was personating a steamboat. As he drew near, he slackened speed, took the middle of the street, leaned far over to starboard and rounded to ponderously and with laborious pomp and circumstance—for he was personating the Big Missouri, and considered himself to be drawing nine feet of water.
He was boat and captain and engine-bells combined, so he had to imagine himself standing on his own hurricane-deck giving the orders and executing them: Come ahead on the stabboard! Let your outside turn over slow! Get out that head-line! Come—out with your spring-line—what're you about there!
Take a turn round that stump with the bight of it! Stand by that stage, now—let her go! Done with the engines, sir! Tom went on whitewashing—paid no attention to the steamboat. Ben stared a moment and then said: You're up a stump, ain't you!
Tom surveyed his last touch with the eye of an artist, then he gave his brush another gentle sweep and surveyed the result, as before. Ben ranged up alongside of him.
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Hand me that switch" 2 and continues with pledges to control him -"I'll just be obliged to make him work, tomorrow, I'll punish him" 3. Tom constantly finds himself in trouble and creates such a reputation for himself that he gets accused for crimes he does not even commit.
When his cousin Sid breaks the sugar bowl, the first thing Aunt Polly does when she finds out is turn to Tom and scold him for it.
When she finds out, she feels remorse but realizes she cannot show it for she must maintain her role as disciplinarian - "Then her conscious reproached her, and she yearned to say something kind of loving, but she judged that this would be construed into a confession that she had been wrong; and discipline forbade that" When she believes Tom is dead, she thinks she might have even carried her role of disciplinarian a little to far -"And God forgive me, I cracked Tom's head with a thimble, poor boy, poor dead boy.
But he's out of all his troubles now. And the last words I ever heard him say was to reproach-" In addition to providing discipline, Aunt Polly also attempts to provide spiritual guidance. In an effort to explain her difficulty in raising Tom she justifies -"Well-a-well, man that is born of woman is of a few days and full of trouble, as the scripture says, and I reckon it's so" 3.
Using the Bible, she comes to the unfeminist conclusion that Tom's evil behavior originates in being born to a woman and that it is her duty to fix it. She further reinforces religious values in Tom with a small lesson which references the Edenic apple -"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 a 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" By giving him an apple for doing something good, she tries to show that a fruit usually associated with sin will taste a lot better if it is associated with virtue.