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and soft down to your shoulders.
He said it was beautiful.
Ah, yes, well... clean yourself up
for supper, dear.
Yes, Aunt Polly.
Here is the last
of the calf s-foot Jelly.
Oh, but, Aunt Polly,
please-
There'll be no nonsense
about it, Pollyanna.
This is a duty and a Job
that must be done.
And Nancy will show you where
the deliveries are
supposed to be made.
- What kind of deliveries?
- Charity baskets, child.
- Oh, the suffering in this world.
- Dwell on it.
Appreciate how lucky you are.
Now these two go first,
Nancy, and handle them with care.
Now, where is the one
for Mrs. Snow?
Oh, we took great pains to wrap that
attractively, knowing how she is.
- Yes, ma'am.
- And there'll be no dawdling.
And keep your clothes clean for
a change. Come on, off with you.
Come on, honey.
We've got three more to go.
Oh, just a minute, Nancy.
What's in the darn thing?
Um, I think that one's
calf s-foot Jelly.
Oh, you dont have to look at it
as though it was charity.
Just a gift from one friend
to another.
- Friend?
- Yes, I'm your friend.
Well, uh, I better
be going now. Good-bye.
People sure hate
to get charity.
- Isn't it the truth?
- And I dont blame them.
Do-gooders. Hah!
- Good-bye, Miss Ferd.
- Good-bye.
- Now, how does that go again?
- Um...
Barly one morning
Just as the sun was rising
Barly one morning
Just as the sun was rising
I n the valley below
One up.
Barly one morning
Just as the sun was rising
That takes care of
Mrs. Gaupherson, Miss Neely,
the Doppsils and the Ferds.
- Whos left?
- Just this one. Mrs. Snow.
And I wish this one
were over with.
What's wrong with her?
She's just plain crabby,
that's what's wrong with her.
You never met anyone
so cantankerous.
If it was Friday,
she'd wish it was Tuesday.
What did we bring
her today?
Uh, calf s-foot Jelly.
You wait and see.
She's bound to wish she had chicken.
And if we brought her chicken,
she'd want lamb broth.
She's just cantankerous!
Millie?
Nancy, come on in.
- How are you?
- Hello there.
- Hello.
- Uh, this is Pollyanna Whittier.
Oh, sure. I heard you were coming
to stay with your aunt.
And this is Mrs.
Snows daughter Mildred.
How do you do?
How do you do?
Where were you last night?
We waited and waited.
At the hayride, I know.
and at the last minute,
she changed her mind.
She had come kind of,
I dont know, upset stomach.
Stop that noise in there! Haven't you
any respect for a dying woman?
Oh, honestly.
She was so crotchety today.
I'm just worn to a frazzle.
a cup of coffee as usual.
You know, I brought it in.
She didn't want coffee this morning.
- This morning she wanted tea.
- I dont know how you stand it.
I dont know, either.
Had to make her a new cup of tea.
Remember the day I
brought the currant jelly?
Yes!
I had currant jelly
from here to there.
She threw it at you!
- Hello.
- Who are you?
And what're you doing
in my bedroom?
- Uh, uh, I'm Pollyanna Whittier.
- Who?
- Miss Harringtons niece.
- Oh.
The Ladies' Aid has
sent me with this.
- Yeah? What is it?
- Calf s-foot Jelly.
Calf s-foot Jelly.
Oh, and I had my heart set
on lamb's broth today.
You mean chicken,
dont you?
What's that?
Well, they told me you always wanted
chicken when you were brought Jelly.
Youre a Miss I impertinence,
aren't you?
Come here.
Come right over here.
You have a stubby
little nose.
What do you
think about that?
I know it.
I wish I were pretty like you.
Oh, dont you try
to butter me up.
I'm not at all pretty.
Oh, but you are.
And you dont look sick at all.
Well, that shows you what
Go on. Get out
of my way.
Why, I'm right on
death's doorstep.
Just hanging on
by sheer willpower.
If you had to lay here day after day
and day after day,
and youd call anybody, and your
daughter- Put that down! Stop it.
And she wouldn't come.
She's gallivanting somewhere.
And the doctor,
all he gives you is pills.
Just pills and bills, that's all.
- What are you staring at?
- Your prisms.
- My what?
- Your prisms.
Did you know they paint rainbows
on your wall?
Oh?
See? On that wall
over there.
Howd you do that?
I said, I'm too old and smart
for that old saw, Fred Pallegrew.
Well, I should say so.
You turn that horse
around and head out
from underneath this
I'll bet that
cocled his heels.
You shouldve seen
his face.
- More coffee?
- Oh, please.
It's awful quiet
in there.
I wonder what's
going on.
More to your left.
To your left, you silly girl.
What's the matter with ya?
Now, there, there.
- That's not bad at all.
- Not bad?
It's gorgeous.
I think it was a fine idea.
Dont be taking credit.
I suggested stringing them up there.
Why, Mrs. Snow,
that's a fib!
It was my idea.
It was my idea
to use the string.
You didn't know how to do it
'til I suggested the string.
Youre impertinent.
I dont like you at all.
I'm sorry.
When are you
coming back again?
Tomorrow, I guess.
I'll see you then.
Well, if I'm not
in my grave.
Bye.
Bye.
All right, Nancy.
- Good-bye, Millie.
- Good-bye, Nancy.
- Good-bye, Pollyanna.
- Bye.
Don't stand there.
Go on and fix a cold pack
for my headache. Go on.
- Go on!
- Yes, Mother.
Let's get some
gumption around here.
Let's start acting
like a community.
Hey, Doc,
you just sit there
chewing on that straw.
Put in your two bits worth.
What do you think?
I came here to fish, Charlie. I dont
want to butt in to your affairs here.
Ben Tarbell!
Where you sneaking off to?
a pretty big chew with all this talk.
Come on, Ben.
Get it said.
A lot of us have got vested interest
in the Harrington companies.
Our wives belong
to her Ladies' Aid group.
if I was to go opposite
to Polly Harrington,
and that's the truth!
I'm sorry.
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!won ti oD
All right, let's get our
hands out of our hip pockets
and find a way to raise some money.
Are you with me?
Barly one morning
Just as the sun was rising
in the valley below
What's happening?
That's first thing
in the morning.
Charlie Gorman, that means eight men
assigned to you for carpentry.
- Dan Seymcor'll supply the
1- by-12s. Right, Dan? - Right.
Mary, youve got to
get that cocking done.
Of course, youve got
Yes, Karl, I'll take care
of the chicken.
- Hi, Pollyanna.
- Hi. I'll be back in a minute, Nancy.
- Hi, honey.
- Hi. What's going on?
Lady, you are looking at the elected
head of the entertainment committee.
Old Uncle George.
- Entertainment committee for what?
- Well-
If we get the corn, you can
take that whole thing out of there.
You can count on me
to haul in that lumber!
Use the big truck.
We're gonna have the best
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