Ellsworth American., 1877-12-20
MiseelIaneous. q
Grandpapa S Story.

HAou0P1P1 SlOIy-
They had just risen from dinner in the
old house at Eastwood Dinah aud Ssllie
were carrying out the remnants of the
feast. With regretful eyes the ch ldrcu
watched it, disappearance. They had tried
all the ir.ditionary rules. had stood up''
Jumped three jumps q" walked four time
around the table" and positively not auoih-
er nouthiul could they swallow. Aui vet
there WAS something sad Ia letting those
bouDes bouohes, those delightful halves.
and quarters. and trisnglcs or mince aud
apple aud pumpkin disappear aud be
lost forever. The Thanksgiving dinner for
that year had become a part OF the past
and can tell you Grandmsma Aliens pie
crust vas not a thing OF every day.
From the greA turkey stuffed with oY,-
ters. which inausura,ej the meal. 10 the
tsrtiets OF ruby cranberry. which brough:
% ." close, everything had that dainty,
ss'0ry perfection OF flavor which amer.
tAinec 10 tho-- i.@i-vanishing dsys Of vide
mouthed dre-places, heaped with crack ling
logs. and back ovens" whose depths en-
tombed whole regiments OF ioaves and pas
Ties. and returned them la the fllncss Of
time, brown, delicate aud perfect--a grand
resurrection. Alas. the aroma of those
old fashioned viands Is almost tradition
AIRY thing TO these days OF modern improve
mest.- Here and there Ii fingers m the far
,II-.,s !, ,Uuld finger always. 40 rahge
dsfgured her kitchen. 4 "wateroack"
was thing unknown. The simple fire
place wore It's ancient livery OF cranes, pot
hooks and roasting jacks, and over all
King Hickory. joliiest OF monarch.. pre.id-
ed royallv. Under his sway what unimag-
Unable fessts came TO perfection, What
nayoring roasts, What tempting baked
beans! What toothsome hoe cakes. What
Ipdlau puddings, | forbear. That was in
deed the Golden Age OF cookery.
-Four generations were represented In the
circle that drew around the cheerful blaze
In the keeping room"-irom erandpapa,
with his silvery head, TO baby May. fas;
asleep in the arms of her fair young moth
er, his eldest grandchild. There were hve
sons and dasghters, with their respective
wives and husbands, and their twenty-four
children. TO say nothing Of baby May and
her proud young father, of little Nell on
grAndpspa's knee-ihe orphan child OF that
Youngest son whose loss was the one heavy
| shadow on this happy home. But tonight
| no shadow was visible. The flcSering nre
| light fell only upon faces at their brightest,
| whether tn the bloom OF childhood or the
| comely serenity OF middle life; on bright
eyes and lips. on kindly smiles aud looks
| All shone with the cheerful humor OF the
| anniversary. The children brimiIl OF iun
| and turkey; the parents renewing Their
| own childhood for all evening. Ana there
| in the shadow Of the curtains. whittier
Harry and Edith had betaken themselves
. little drama was going on-a iantaslai
| born of the seasou-which. If guess might
be hazArded, would ripen. amid other an
niverssrIes, into the earnest purpose oil
| lifetime.
| "Drampa, tell us q story. demanded
| one of the little on.s as night drew on.
| Good for you. Toi.' exclaimed hei
brother.
"Oh yes. Krsndpapa! grandpa tells suct
nice storieslr chorused the others; whlIt
| little Nell putting her soft hand to the
wriukled cheex, joined IN with the
Please" which she so often had found lr
resistible.
| Now this STORY OF grandpa's was one
OF the features OF the Eastwood Thanks
giving. 1t used 10 be Cinderella" anC
Jack the sGiant Killer" f"rmerly. whei
the little people were still less and ho"'
days IL WAS stirring tale to please th'
h,oy. snd girls, or some German legen'
| adapted to the occasion. Last year Il wa
the adventures OF a drummer boy and NJ
dog At Antietam. Aud now, as granup.
settled Nell In a more comfortable poshloi
in his lap. and gave preparatory lien
the whole party yOnng aud old. clustered
little nearer, and prepared to DC a'teh
tive.
There was a sly twinkle in granpa's eye
as he begsn
.This time, children | am going to tel
you q love story
.Dear met said the auDiies to eaci
other; while Hal in the window, possess
log himself OF pretty Edlth's hand, gave !
a pressure which brought the bright biusi
70 her fair young cheeks.
..Yes. a love story. One upon time
saw q hundred years ago. or thereaoouts-
| there was a young man whose name wa
rom, and he lived 10 New York. He wa
rather q lonely young man, for he had n
home and had lodgings which were no
yery nice: but he minded it less becaus
he had never known what home was
aud besides he was very busy Oil the time,
.Whst was be busy atT' shouted JACK
who was famous for asking questions:
He was q clerk in great whoiesai
warehouse"
"What did he SELF"
snow. Jack, you mustn't keep interrupt
ing" cried the other children.
"They sold machinery. Jack, ana Jar
mers' tools, ploughs aud harrows ana sue
| ike, auu All sofls VI A"'S ".
tents what are known nowadays as an
kee notions"
..Why that's just likeiCIarke & Amber,
cried Jack: but somebody hushed him uf
Grsndps only laughed. Clarke Amole
were the successors Of the hoo1p In wnic
ali his money had been made.
.sAs said before. he was very pusy II
though business was on a smaller sea-
then than now. this was one OF the iarse'
houses in that line, and there was eres
deal to do; and by working hard be ha
laid up some money, and, what was Dette
: earned the good will and confidence OF ~
/, employers. There was some talk oi nis 80 -
, cowins 4 Junior partner in year or two
and Altogether he felt that the world wa
going smoothly with him.
"He hadn't many relations. this yo9n
i man. His parents were dead, and ne m na
M auuts nor uncles. There Was nr'