Spirit of the age. [volume] (Woodstock, Vt.) 1845-1913, 1875-11-24
which was most devoutly believed by
his appreciating audience.

81 remembers one party, when
1 was livin there said Bob very grand
| ly, "where there was three queens al
5 dressed in gold and silver with butt
full dimond shoes, and they come will
{ twenty.four white horses, all covered
with gold harnesses, and they wen
| out to supper with three kings witt
; great gold crowns on, and they ca
. silver ice cream and gold apples, as
serted Bob, quite forsetful Of physi
ology, in his visions of magnifcence
, "Did they tho'.?" exclaimed Dick
looking with reverence upon tine hero
who had seen kings and queens a
supper; "what grand life you have
led Bob!'
Tim was silently wondering how
such things as silver ice cream and
gold apples would taste, but it agreed
exactly with his idea Of royalty, and
so he made no doubtful observations
Poor Misery only wished Boh
would stop talking and get supper
silver and gold had never figured much
in his short life, but supper was a
verify that he could appreciate down
to the depths of his soul.
At last the welcome summons,
''genl'men please take pardners for
supper" was heard, and the boys took
their seats around an old bench cover
cred by the cobblers leather apron,
and crowned, and graced, and made
beautiful by Miss Crockett's chicken
pie, which was carved and distributed
by Bob in the most elegant manner.
He had come upon the blue saucer in
his first attempt blamed if this here
aint real cheat he thought to him
self, but instead ofuttering his thought,
he only added to the glory OF the oc
casion by explaining that it wrs the
--latest " IL mode way Of serving
chicken pie
And how those boys did cat I!
Every bone of Mss Susan's departed
shanghai was picked clean every
trace Of delicate crust was scraped
from the dish, until even Misery was
uttery y and fully satisfied.
do not believe Miss Susan could
have been so unforeiving in her heart,
could she have seen the delight in
their dirty faces and heard the COM
pliments that were showered upon her.
Don't know what on airth TO do
with the dish and the sarcer,"
said Bob, 'it seems pity to break
EN- guess tho III leave EN- for the
old cobbler to wonder over to.morrer.
And now genl'men please take pard-
ners for the Strass waltzes, while the
Thomases orkestry will play said
Bob, producing jewsharp, and be.
ginning to play.
But the grand festival, like all sub
luminary things came to an end at
last. and the boys departed, after as
suring Bob that it was the "stunnin'est
affair Of the season. and giving three
enthusiastic cheers for their hero, and
three more for Miss Susan Crockett !"
and, 'long may she wave !" they add
ed heartily, and this Thanksgiving was
over.
The next morning the industrious
cobbler came early to his work, and
was more surprised than he could ex.
press, to find the debris of the FEAST
"Some of those rascally boys" he
thought. I'll have fastener put on
to that winder before | sleep another
night, that's sure"
And then the blue saucer caught
has eye, and the cobbler turned pale .
jest like it," he muttered, taking it ;
up; 'why declare to goodness if it ;
lint the very same one, with just that
piece nIcked out. | cant be mistaken
low what on earth does that mean ?"
And the blue saucer sent his thoughts
back twenty years, for this cobbler
vas none other than Ebenezer Prindle,
Hiss Crockett's faithless lover.
Jane Buzzell had led him a weary I
ife, but she died at last, and on her
leath bed she confessed to Eben that :,
+ was all false what she had told about y
susan, that she knew all the time that .
he cared nothing for the school i
Master, and had refused him that very
light, when Eben watched under the ;,
ose-blshes. Oh ! it was sad, sad >,
llstake, and everything had gone = =
'rong in consequence. He had tried h.
D find Miss Susan, just to tell her h;
ow sorry he was, and to beg her to a.
Y.