The Cincinnati daily star. [volume] ([Cincinnati, Ohio]) 1875-1880, 1877-12-19

threw himself ON his coarse bed in utter
despair.
Lying there, convulsed with the great
| sobs which snook his frame, he heard
footsteps on the stairs, and then there
came knock at his door.
His wife opened it. and there stood
who, but old Peter, with basket of veg
etables on his arm, and in his hand a
/ brace of very fat fowls.
Peter took of his hat in the old fash.
ion, and stammeringly said: "lt hain't
turkey, 'zactly, you see, mlssus, but it's
/ Il pigeon or two Tor Thanksgiving
Almost his very words vi a year be.
fore, and Bolter husned his breathing as
he listened.
"You see," continued Peter, 81 got a
little work TO do this week, and b1fu' as
tomorrow was Thanksgiving l thought
Pa bring 'em round"
"Bless his noble SOUL" thought Boil
ter.
"Could speak to the boss minute: p,
said Peter, glancing at the bed.
lies asIeep, poor man." returned
Mrs. Bolter.
"Wall, then, you can tell him when he
wakes up" said Peter, "tnat there's "a
good place open Tor hlm now in Carsun's
warerooms, and they tola me | might
away"
Mrs. Bolter caught Peters hands in
hers, Florence began to cry, anu Bolter
lay perfectly slill tor minute almost
AFRAID to breathe, but thinking that TO-
morrow would be, after ali, the happiesL
Thanksgiving that he had ever Known.
Then he sat up on the bed and with
tears streaming down his face, he held
out his hands to Peter and sad, "God
bless you, my faithful friend, Goo bless
yOuW
Aud Peter grasped the prohereA
hand, but in moment more began shak-
ing him most vigorously, and crying OUT:
''Rou,e up, sir; rouse up! What Can
be- the matter with yOuW
Taen his wife and Florence came and
there was mo shaking, and at last Mr..
Bolter stood up and gaZed in a stupetied
way, around, not at Inc shabby teue-
ment rooms, nor at dying embers, nor al
Peters Two pigeons, but at Lnree as
tOnlshed, though laughing faces, and AT
the Wel-lurnlshed Off ;e OF his own
store.
"Why will. you never wake upr said
Mrs. Bolter. "Here Peter has been try.
ing for five minutes to rouse you, and
tue dinner wall be cold. We came alter
YOU, fearing you would be late, anG
Paul is walGing in the carriage ior us.n
"PaulW exclaimed Mr.. Bolter.
"PaulW
"Yes, Paul; but we should never have
found you ii Ola Peer hadn't been 60
rng past with his pigeons and let US III.
ComeW
And was this indeed all dream
Was Paul spared to him as We'll as his
home aud his business?
Mr. BOlter sat down IN his chair once
more, and buried his face in his hands.
81 thank God," said he, tall these
blessings, 80 uudeserVed and hitherto
unrecu gG zed, have boen spared to me.
This shall be a day OF THANKSGIVING, in
deed, ior me-"
out at the door, TO Peter, who was tol-
lowing, and placing a bank-note in his
hand, said:
peter, there is time yet for a turkey
if you can't cook 1t to-day, have it TO-
morrow. l have changed my mind,
and we will not open any earlier than
usual. Beside you can have
a double holiday If you wish.
We nave much to be thank
full for" And then he got in beside
Paul and they drove away.
This is not true story, but it ought
to be, IT IN ght be, it may be, yet to some
VINO read il 1T will not be amlss to re-
peaL the prayer OF BolteF To-day, anu
say:
"Ihank God that all these blessings
SO uadeselved ana hitherto unIecog
uized have been spared 10 me."-[ Chica.
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