Perrysburg journal. (Perrysburg, Wood Co., O. [Ohio]) 186?-1965, 1874-11-27
HEPzIBAH's TURKRYs.
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by, maam. can't leave my horses" And
the gray coachman, who TO Mrs. Brown was
no more gray than green, disappeared.
Well, now" said she, as she crossed and
heavy package of Bohea, and did the same by
the two squash pies that the man had left
"well, now, how shall l keep these out of
Hepzibahs sightY" Carefully and success
fully she opened a crypt under the sink,
moved the pots all to one end hung the
turkey on nail she remembered there, and
then one by one she placed the other bounties
in the store-closet, as she might.
A good deal ilustcred, she returned to her
chair TO find that there were but three
needles In her stocking.
This was q serious matter. And Mrs.
Brown was on her knees on the floor, cropping
for the fourth needle, when she heard an
other rat-tat-tat at the door. She hurried to
her feet as soon as she could and gave per-
mission to enter
1t was Hitty. Hitty was wholly out of
breath. Miss Brown, / was standing up to
the head of the court, and a lady come by and
asked If knew where Miss Hepzibah Brown
lived. And said it was No. Z, up the street,
up one flight. And she says, says she: I'm
little late for my car says she-just so.
viii you just carry this turkey to Miss
Hcpzibah Brown, with my love? And then
she stopped, says she; It's Miss Brown that
has n blind mother And l said yes, Miss
Hepsy Brown had a blind mother. And she
gin me ten cents for bringing it, and here it
is"
"why, Hitty," said the old lady, amazed,
"who was the ladyp
"Don't know said Hitty. "I Iasked her,
says 1: Who shall say it isY says l. And
she says, says she: OH she'll know, saws
shc' So she called the Norfolk House car,
that was passing, and she got in, she did
and 1 came up here with the turkey, and here
it is. It's real heavy, Miss Brown, and it's a
beauty. wish you could see it, Miss Brown
But do Just heft it,"
SO Mrs. Brown hefted" the turkey, as she
had hefted three others.
"And now, Hitty will you help me look for
my knitting needle. was on the floor look
ing for it."
ats pretty dark this side of the room
Miss Brown. Might light lamp
Poor Mrs. Brown 1t was as light to her a:
il was by the window. Hitty lighted hel
lamp, and went on her knees for the eXplora
ton. Rising, little exhausted by the bend
ing, she cried out: Here it is, Miss Brown
Where was it, my dear childP
"Oh! jist behind you, mum. Good-by"
Hitty's grammar was imperfect; but sht
hadnative politeness enough not to tell thI
old lady that the lost needle was stuck in he
back hair Unless some one reads 10 her thi
story, she will never know where that needl,
was till she dies
She took the needle and worked faithful,
on upon the Maori chieftain's stocking
Whether more turkeys would arrive she won
dered. Whether she would secrete II .mbe
four, or leave it where Hitty laid it, FINAL
she hung it on a nail behind the door b.
which Hepzibah would enter So she knitte
and dozcd, and doZed and knitted. Whe
the somewhat shally clock which we then ha
on our church-to struck seven she lai
down the Maori's garment, filled the teapot
put it on the stove, and filled up with kindlin
and wood. To say true, Mrs. Brown ha
wrapped her shawl tight round her as tn
afternoon passed, but had made no more fir
than Hepzibah had left She knew that Hell
zibah might leave "Miss Scarletts" as earl
as seven.
But it was eight and after before Hepziba
came. The tea-kettle had boiled long befol
Tor the water in it), and had been set back
the rear of the stove for Il decorous slmmC
there. At last the well-known step soundC
ON the stair, and the hard worked, lonj
waited for absentee returned. She slyly lai
down in the sink something heavy, which 81
had in her hand, and came to her mother al
kissed her; a token wholly unusual and III
expected in that establishment, in which 1
sentiment was ever wasted.
"What do you think, mamma dear? T.
changed my mind, and we will have Thank
giving dinner after ALL"
How did she know ~ This was MI
Browns only thought.
"You see we had to fly round at Miss Sea
letts, tell you. They're going to have all h
brothers, and her sisters, and two judges fro
England, aud | dunno what all, to dinner
goin to set the table cornerwisc in the b
parlor Of all; and then they have late t
and supper together, and have all the cousi
way from West Newton and Brahntry-se
enty-four in all. Jane Scarlettt says to III
says she: 'Ther'l be seventy-four in all,
the weather's fine; so Miss Byfield ken bril-
in her twins says she. And their famo
Mrs. Midge, the grand cook that they spo
for three months ago-she that makes the
Marlboroughs and their open-top apple pies
she hadn't come near 'em when / got ther
and Miss Scarlet and Jane Scarlett had
take hold themselves, and had to spring
tell you; and we have had a smart time
it since | was here. Well, had my tea theT
and just as l come away Miss Scarlet sa
she: Hepsy,' says She YOU let John 90 hoT
with you, says she, and let him carry Il
turkey says she, for your motner,' says 81
for says she, your mother won't feel Il
going out tomorrow Hepsy,' saws she, Al
so,' says she, she better have her turkey
home, Hepsy,' says She She did, says 81
So here's your turkey, nanny. He's beau
Do just heft him."
And Mrs. Brown hefted the fifth turkC
She was little grieyed to find the wind, in
measure, taken out of her sails; but she co
cealed her grief, and in the darkness Hep
bah did not observe her expression. VIII
she was busying herself in replenshng I
fire, Mrs. Brown crossed the room and lift
down No. 4, so that he lay by the side of
s. When Hepsy rose from her putting al
blowing and lighted the lamp, she saw in
moment there were twins where she had Ia
but one turkey; and then the old lady W
well satisfied with her amaZement.
1t is easy to imagine how she went Oh
how, when Hepsy opened the closet to fl
No. 2 and the stores which surrounded hi
the good old soul had one triumph moi
how then, by clumsy articles, she made i
look under the sink for No. 8; and at L
fairly sent her into the back entry to see \
l upon his supra-feline shelf. A jolly eve
ing had Mrs. Brown and HepZibah, wi
their forums Of tea from Miss Marias pap
and with the successive surprises.
They had both got to bed, and the lie
was blown out, when the outer door swu
open again and one more tramp was to
heard on the stairway.
"Gracious mercy! More turkeys" cr
Mrs. Brown,
"No," groaned Hepsy, ait is not turkC
this time. It's that drunken MacDonn
laundering up to beat his wife again"
Drunk or sober, the Thunderer stopped
Hepsy's door and knocked.
"Whos there|
"Adams Express. Parcel to be left
night Marked 'iohlom taR," replied
Thunderer, more good-naturedly than was
be expected.
Hepsy was striking match. She arranl
some hurried and superficial toilet, and il
couple of minutes opened crack Of
door.
"You must give me more room, mum, o
can't get him in," said tie good-natul
Thundcrcr.
"HiBlY Who is hep"
But, as Hepsy opened the door wider,
appeared. The largest turkey Of all, with
wings not clipped of.
"Orders are strict to he delivered to-nig
Train late, mum-hopped frog at Wilmil
ton Junction. Guess the turkeys for Than
giving"
This last with broad grin, as if the p
pose might be questionable.
Sure enough, to Hepzibah's wondering e.
there appeared large label: "To Miss II
zibah Brown, No. Z Lucas street, second flo
with the respects of Ezekiel Hopkins. To
delivered this evening, WITHOUT FAI
The gigantic letters at the close were enou
to have alarmed, or at least excited, {
reasonable eNpressman; nor had they faile
Now Ezekiel Hopkins was a tinman fr
Ipswich, who had been on the steam
"Creole" when Hepsy and her mother joir
in the Foresters excursion in the harbor
September.
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