Little Big Man Page #4

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Now dress...

and come in to supper.

I went to school

and learned all over

how to read and write

and cipher.

It was strange at first,

but Mrs. Pendrake tutored me,

and I learned fast.

But there was one thing I didn't

know nothing about,

and that was a thing called sin.

Aha! I caught you

at the gates of hell!

Boy!

The hand of God

must smite the carcass of man!

It's worth it, dear, Jack.

It's worth it a million times

over to be pure and good.

To walk in the paths

of righteousness.

There's no happiness like it.

Do you believe me, Jack?

Do you believe me?

Yes, ma'am.

I sure do.

Amazing grace, how sweet...

So it was I entered

my religion period.

I was a great

little hymn singer.

And I wasn't fooling, neither.

I'd been saved!

I baptize you in the name

of the Father and the Son

and the Holy Spirit!

Oh, Lord, look down upon

this poor boy who lived

among the heathen,

and cleanse him

of the corruption

of their foul and pagan ways.

And make him white

again as the snow.

Let him be reborn

and repurified

in Thy name.

I baptize you

in the name of the Father

and the Son

and the Holy Spirit!

Amen.

Mrs. Pendrake was right

about temptation.

Jack...

I wasn't having nothing

to do with them Jezebels.

I told her all about my triumph

over temptation,

and we read the Bible

for about an hour, to celebrate.

As the weeks went by,

I fell more and more

in love with Mrs. Pendrake.

Spiritually, of course.

Well...

I shall be off on

my Wednesday shopping.

The boy's doing so poor

these days,

why don't you

take him along and air him?

He'd be bored with shopping.

No, I wouldn't, ma'am.

All right, then,

you come with me, Jack.

Good morning, Mr. Kane.

Ma'am.

This is Jack,

my adopted son.

What's your pleasure, ma'am?

Well, let's see...

I think I shall have

a sassafras flip.

How about you, buster?

Huh?

Oh, yeah, I'll have the same.

Never mind for me, Mr. Kane.

I must be off

with my shopping.

It would bore you terribly,

Jack, dear.

You stay here

and have some cake.

I'll take care of him,

Mrs. Pendrake.

Thank you very much,

I'm sure, Mr. Kane.

That soda shop was something.

Especially that

elephant-head spigot.

I was playing with it,

and enjoying myself,

then, all of a sudden,

an awful feeling

run through me.

Where had that fellow gone to?

Don't...

No, don't...

Oh, yeah...

No, don't!

You beast...

Do-Don't...

Pagan beast! Oh!

Help!

Oh, oh, you devil!

You filthy, dirty devil!

Heathen!

Yes! No!

Ye... Ye... Ye...

Oh! Yeah, yeah...

Yeah, yeah...

No... Help!

Help! Help! I'm dying...

She was calling him a devil

and moaning for help,

but I didn't get no idea

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