The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1876-11-23
Robbie's Thanksgiving.


was the day before Thanksgiving,
Robbie was in high glee, for grand
and Uncle Henry, and Aunt Susie
coming over to dinner, and it
ned to Robbie that there was no end
ne cousins, young and old, who were
ected. He had helped Edie in the
or with the busting, and setting
gs to rights. He had helped lay the
by carefully pulling out the ashes
cinders all over the clean hearth,
le Edie's back was turned +; then, to
the table he set Edie's favorite vase
he carpet just where her dress pulled
yer, only just escaping breaking it
pieces. and spilling the water over
of the best mats. This piece of bus
IS made Edie's face so long that Rob
thought perhaps it would be safer
him In the kitchen with his mother
Ann. So he took himself off down
stairs while Eide carefully wiped up
water from the carpet, and rear
ged the kindlings in the CRATE. When
Obie's chubby legs had brought him
Ely down the stairs, he pounded on
kitchen door with both fists. and
led Justify for admittance
Let me IN! Let me In Let me
/" he screamed. "Oh, Ann, let me
and I'll tell you somefn'! Open the
Or, quick !" and as Robbie's fists con-
ued to beat a tattoo on the door, and
NINA knew that the rather-dark hall
terrible bugbear to Robbie, who
yer could see the door closed upon
n without just such racket, it was not
lg till the busy little man was looking
out for something upon which to ex-
Else his ingenuity in the kitchen.
Mamma was busy making mince pies,
d could not be troubled with him.
strayed into the pantry where the
WIS of goodies looked so tempting that
obbie was just debating in his mind
neither Thanksgiving to-day wouldn't
nicer than tomorrow, when Ann
ettled the question for him by hurrying
i'm out of the pantry and deposlting
lim In a chair behind the stove, with a
cookie in one hand and bunch of rails
ms in the other, so he concluded it was
best to be thankful for what he had,
leaving tomorrow to take care of itself.
Very quietly he sat there for at least five
minutes; then, as his cookie disap-
peared, he thrust the raisins into his
pocket for future use-for his fertile
brain had not been idle during the five
minutes in which the fat legs and arms
md wriggling body had rested-then he
began to besiege mamma with questions
about the expected guests.
Grandma and cousin Kate lived three
niles away, and so far as Robbie was
if they only came on the
morrow, it would matter little whether
my one else came or not, for they were
MS faVorltes among all the hosts of rela-
ives.
Mamma, say, mamma! what time is
>usin Kate coming2 Amt she coming
al morning2"
"No, my dear, I guess not. Perhaps
Cousin Will VIII bring her In his new
sleigh. Won't that be nice 2"
But Robbie looked as if he didn't
think it so very nice. To have to wait
Ill the afternoon and all night, when
Cousin Kate was coming, was more than
the little fellow thought he could endure.
g Mamma, I'm going for her my OWL
self this afternoon, with my sled. Can't
II Fix me up quick, so can go !"
Mamma knew that run in the clear,
bracing air, cold as it was, would dc
Robbie no harm, as he was used to it,
and whenever the snow was on the
ground he would take his little sled out
behind the house, and ride down the
hill for an hour at time, with no other
companion than ''Old Maj" the
faithful Newfoundland, who would
bound along by his side and bark as il
he entered into the sport as heartily as
Robbie himself.
So mamma bundled him up warm, tied
the little wooden tippet over his ears,
drew on the mittens which grandma had
given him only the week before, on his
birthday then, never dreaming that
Robbie contemplated going further than
the hill, kissed him fondly, and watched
him trudge away with his sled, while
Major bounded and frisked along by his
side. She then returned to her pies with
rather feeling of satisfaction that there
would be no more Interruptions for ar
hour at least.