The Jackson standard. [volume] (Jackson C.H., Ohio) 1847-1888, 1875-12-30
Thanksgiving in Danbury.

| 1t is just as necessary to have poultry
for Thanksgiving dinner as it is to have
/ light. A Danbury couple named Brig
ham were going to have poultry for their
dinner Mr.. Brigham d--te-his.-wife
! the day before the event. aff.
~ saw, some splendid chickens in front
of Merrilps store to-day, and guess I'll
get one of them this afternoont for to-
morrow
81 am going to tend to that myself
said Mrs. Brigham quickly. fabroH
%But, I can get it just as well; I'm 60
ing right by there.
III don't want you to get it,sp she as
serted "WhenoI eat chicken1sI want
something can put my teeth in. And
hard look came to her face slsaf
/ He colored up atconceJ 6dt zGous
y What do you mean BY that t2ssa,n
Just what l say = she exclaimedl set
ting her teeth together: 70 -35l'..H
do you mean toasay donitznow how
to pick out tsag ehieken2fg ghe angrily de-
manded; an yn1sono9 Ieds7 sfJ3 ri sa1sss
WELL Lean just tell you, Mary Ann
Brigham, that / know more about chick
ems in one minute than you could ever
find out in lifetimef DlAnd, further
more, lam going to buy that chicken if
one is bought at all in the house" 4 And
he struck the table with his fist.
And ! tell you. John Joyce Brigham
she cried, that you don't know any
more how, to pick out a good chicken
than an UNIV weaned mud turtle; and if
you bring a chicken in this house it will
go out again quicker it come in. And
you can put that IN. your, pipe an smoke
it as soon as you want to- I, - ,e,oo,
& Whose house is this, I want to
know? he fercely demanded i-st9
She frankly replied at once. -,
81 suppose =it=belengs= to a hat-head
idiots with7a wart qon his nese.1 but wo-
man who knows a spring chicken from a
hump-back camel is running the estab
lishment, and as long as she does he can't
bring no patent leather hens hereto be
cooked" 9G3n9Is 81 I,a3erai}ss :, NJ
p You'll see. what ] II DO he yelled,
and he pulled his coat on and jammed
his cap on his head with the fore-piece
over his left ear gdtiow q bra .reS
fYou bring chicken homei il you
think best, Mister Brigham" she replied.
"Yo on see ifc1 DON'T he growled as he
passed out and slammed the door behind
him. is,,fsag se.,fs.J.,-, 4,r7a
!, That evening there was a nice, fine
chicken in the pantry, but he didn't
bring it. Perhaps he forgot to, get his.
Dinner came the next day. Mr.. Brig
ham took his seat at the table, as usual.
but it was evident that he intended mis-
chief. Mrs. Brigham filed a plate with
chicken, mashed potatoes and boiled
onions. 1t was tempting dish, emitting
delicious aroma. She passed it to Mr..
Brigham. He did not look toward it.
Brigham" said sher "here's your
plate" Z! nolsaa
III don't want any chicken, = he said,
looking neryously around the room.
"Are you going to eat that chicken 2
she demanded in voice of low Intensity.
No, ain't-Whoo ouch ooh'p'
She had sprung to, her feet in fash,
reaching over the table, caught him by
the hair and had his face burrowing in
the dish of hot onions. 1t was done SO
quick that he had no time to save him
SELF and barely time to give utterance to
the agonizing exclamation which follow
ed upon his declaration. ~
Are you going to eat that chicken?
she hoarsely demanded. - i'o
rr"Lemme upY, he screamed. l8qsq
She raised his head from the, dish and
jammed it on the table, .,--7 ~
"John joyce Brigham - she Kissed be-
tween her set teeth, '.this is day set
apart by the nation for thanksgiving and
praise got that chicken to celebrate
this day and I amt going to have my
gratitude and devotion upset by such
runt as you are Now, want to know
a Christian, or if you are going to cut up
like a rantankerous heathen2 Answer
me at once or I'll jam your old skull into
jelly. -.
It'll eat it, he moaned.
Then she let him up and he took his
plate, and one Thanksgiving meal, at
east, passed off harmoniously. DapJ'ry