The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1875-12-30

! All eating, IS loud as you can gobble,
Just to encourage me. :"
So the pig backed away into the fur
thegt corner of his sty, took long
breath, and made for the fence as tight
as he could go. s.
The gobbler shouted "All eating I"
at inst the right moment, and over the
pig went without hitting toe.
When they got back to the big gate
everything was arranged, SO they all
started for the barn to form in process
sion. They couldn't do it In the barn.
yard, for there was one of Farmer Ma
ple's ROSTERS watching them from the
other side of the street, and he would
suspect in minute.
ssNow," said the gobbler, ST want -
ssGobbler,' interrupted Chicken
Plump, "does it really make the slight
est difference what you do want?"
No." said the gobbler, looking
toward Mother Blackleg while tears rap
idly filed his only eye. don't think
it does.
Then Chicken Plump ordered two of
the ducks to get some large rhubarb
leaves to use for tables. These were put
into the egg basket which Farmer Merry
left on the foor-or which had tllnbled
off the peg of itself, I 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 out
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 speckled
and two white ones-who were commit
tee on music, and who had been practic-
ing in old Dicks stall while the prepare
tions were going on.
After them came all 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.
ssNow," said the gobbler, g are you
ready, forward, march" and he took his
place as Captain.
sHalt!" said Chicken Plump, and he
went up and whispered to the COB
gler.
eyes, 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
quickstep, and away they marched out
the big door and down behind the barn.
''Do we go anywhere near the cram
berry patch 2" asked sad-looking tur-
key.
eyes, within plain sight Of it,, said
Chicken Plump.
s'Then I must fall out of the ranks, :"
said the turkey; and he trembled SO his
feathers flew in every direction.
CT can never pass it in the world, he
continued, with tears in 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 ne sank to the ground thoroughly
unnamed. se
When he became calmer, the entire
procession crowded around, and with
many little attentions showed their SYM
pathy. "Cheer up" said the gobbler,
"perhaps you can give them the slip.
Now, do you know, if I were looking for
Thanksgiving turkey, shouldn't take
you if I had to go hungry"
"You wouldn't" said the turkey,
eagerly; "are you quite sure9"
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 a little play
ground /; so after the ducks had gargled
their throats in the brook and resigned
from the committee, Chicken Plump
said
B "What's the first thing?"
HLet'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
chicken 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