The true northerner. [volume] (Paw Paw, Mich.) 1855-1920, 1875-12-31

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So the pig backed away into the fur
thest corner of his sty, took a long
breath, and made for the fence as tight
rs he could go.
The gobbler shouted "Au eating !"
at Just the right moment, and over the
pig went without hitting toe.
When they got back to the big gate
ever, thing was arranged, 30 they all
started for the barn to form III process
sion. They couldn't do it in the barn
yard, for there was one of Farmer Ma
ple's roosters Watching them from the
other side of the street, and he would
suspect in a minute.
"Now," said the gobbler, 81 want -
"Gobbler," interrupted Chicken
Plump, "does if really make the slight
est difference what you do want?"
"No," said the gobbler, looking
toward Mother Blackleg while tears rap
idly filled his only eye. 81 don't think
it does"
Then Chicken Plump ordered two of
the ducks to get some large rhubarb
leaves to use Tor tables. These We're put
into the egg basket which Farmer Merry
left on the tioor-or which had trmbled
off the peg of itself, l really don't know
which.
Into this they also put the refresh
ments of their breakfast and
such other nice things as could be found.
Two or three of the chickens went ont
and got some splendid worms for dessert,
and the basket was given to the pig
with instructions to carry it with his
mouth
Then the procession was formed. In
/ front the two peacocks marched with
their tails spread out for banners.
Then came four ducks-two specllled
and two white ones-who were commit
! tee on must :, and who had been practic-
ing in old Dick stall while the prepare
tons were going on.
After them came oil the fowls of the
barnyard, two by two, the biggest first.
This, of course, brought all the little
chicks way at the tail end.
The pig with his basket marched by
himself behind the two turkeys.
"Now," said the gobbler, care you
ready, forward, march," and he took his
place as Captain.
Halt !" said Chicken Plump, and he
went up and whispered to the COB
gler.
"Yes, perhaps it would be better"
said the gobbler aloud, and with hanging
head he took his place in the ranks.
The ducks began to quack a lively
qrickstep, ana away they marched out
the big door and down behind the barn.
800 we go anywhere near the cram
berry patch p asked a sad-looking tur-
key.
eyes, within plain sight of it," said
Chicken Plump.
"Then / must fall out OF the ranks,
said the turkey, and he trembled so his
! feathers flew III every direction.
A." / can never pass it in the world, " he
continued, with tears i'll his eyes here
it is nearly the first of October, and then
comes November, and then comes
Thanksgiving, and then-then-then
comes roast turkey and cranberry sauce,
and he sank to the ground thoroughly
unnamed.
When he became calmer, the entire
procession crowded around, and with
many little attentions showed their SYM
patty. "Cheer up" said the gobbler,
"perhaps you can give them the slip.
Now, do you know, ii were looking for
a Thanksgiving turkey, l shouldn't take
you if 1 had to go hungry"
"You wouldn't" said the turkey,
eagerly; care you quite sure."
"Perfectly sure" said the gobbler,
and the turkey was so overjoyed that he
got up and danced double jig.
This was the only delay they met with,
and presently the procession arrived at
the cornfield. The Committee on Music
said it was very lucky. for their Threats
ached so they couldn't have quacked a
minute longer. A nice shady spot was
found in among the corn, just large
enough to give them little play
ground SO after the ducks had gargled
their Threats III the brook and resigned
from the committee, Chicken Plump
said
whats the first thing2"
Let's have dinner" said the pig,
clasping his paws in supplicating man
ner.
"Let's play blind mans buff, " said the
gobbler.
1t was put to vote, and as the pig was
the only one who didn't want it, they
started blind mans buff.
The Shanghai with the long legs was
cit" and they blindfolded him with
some of the corn silk. He could take
such big steps that the little fellows
couldn't get out of the way at all, and
the first time trying he caught thirteen
chic kens and duck.
AS every one of the chickens said the
rooster pecked, the duck was the next
one blindfolded. After considerable
waddling around, he caught the pig by
the tail. OF course, the pig grunted,
, and of course the duck knew Just vino
it was. If he'd only kept quiet the
, duck, I've no doubt, would have given
; it up, for who with his eyes shut could
tell what was on the other end of the
| pigs tail
Then tell you they had to look out.
A pig hasn't much in the way of eyes any
way, but blind pig is the most ire
| mendously uncertain animal you ever
came across. Instead of standing up on
> his hind legs as almost any respectable
3 pig would do when invited to play
blind mans buff at picnic, he rushed
e around on all fours, with his nose just
low enough to get between everybody
!: legs, and after he had been twice over
the ground, the entire company. MI