The Red Cloud chief., 1879-12-25

N1aTreTN Nlu a. the ippctDT ulrtflsd. aI'
Fred received his medicine tractably
from her hand. a few moments later
Mrs. rockingham came in; the Doctor
went away, and she stumbled through
her explanation, she hardly knew how,
and left the fond mother fearful and in
dignant AT her o~bduracy. IL was not
until weeks after that she learned hat
Jack had been in town on the very day
when she had beer so faithful Ia him,
and had not even called upon her.
This wa all that Margery knew. She
had waited faithfully for some eNplana-
ton: had written Ia him several times;
but her letters came back Ia her through
the dead Letter Office, showing that
Jack had never received them n that
his present residence was not known at
his former address. She never doubted
Jack through il all. She was true, and
she felt sure that he was too. There
WAS some strange mystery bctwecn'hem
IL might never Ice cleared up IN tins
world: but it would hc sure To- be IN
Heaven. and they would have all eter-
nifty to understand one another IN.
Marscry could not grow old and sour,
for there Is always youth and sweetness
where there is hope.
Margrry Wa sorting her herbs in the
SUNNY drying-room, which the school
children called Miss Margcry'S herba-
rum, when she was called Ia the door
by Bina I~Iutchins. Bina drove "A pro-
vision cart, supplied in part at the shire
town, five miles away, and supplying IN
lis circuit - many villages.
"Mornin', Miss Margcry," said the
old man, checrily. "I'm round taking
NV orders for turkeys for Thanksgiving.
Nigh about disposed Of the whole flock
now. Miss rockingham bought Sulei-
man Pasha: they took Achmct Pasha At
the hotel; | sold Ismail Tasha and
Mukhtar Pa-ha at the Corners; and the
restaurant keeper At the junction spoke
for Mchcmct Ali last summer, when he
saw him Struttin' about in our pa>tur'.
| feel IL if | owed a sight To you, Miss
Mar@cry, for naming them turkeys for
me.
"Thc hcft If the people in this section
are Interested in this war-lcaStways
they pcrtcnd To he; and when Showed
'cm the names % them turkeys ON my
ordcr-booa, there was cen Almost 4
~scrimmagc To see who'd get his name
down opposite the high-Soundingcst of
'cm. Dickson, the restaurant keeper,
hcz it printed on the posters he'll hang
in the station on Thanksgiving Day.
sMehcmet Ali bchcadcd this morning.
This great Turk Ia he rallied for at our
free lunch And Miss rockingham
told me she WAS going 10 put her tur-
keys name into all her invitations. She
showed me one of the menOOS that that
young lady who is stayin' there painted
for her on white satin. Shed printed
Sulciman Pasha in what She calls Tur-
key red, with guns and moons and little
cupidseS, in turbans and baggy trow-
ScrS, all around the border. They do
say Fred Frothingham's going to marry
her. She's some sort Of relation 10 his
fust wife. ISay, Miss Margcry, it seem
kinder Gurus To me there shud he so
many Generals in Turkey by the name
of PaSha. The only way | kin account
fur il is that il must have been the name
of the last Sultan. They say that the
SultanS have wives enough Ia fill a fe-
male seminary, and that the Sultan's
crack regiment is made of his own SONS.
| don't know how | should have man
aged about naming my turkeys if it
hadn't a-becn for the Pasha family. \
whole brood of turkeys came off after
yen sent me that list of names, and |
called EN- Co%nStantinoplc Pasha, an
Bagdad pasha, an BoSphoruS PaSha,
an one on EN- .~Icrky-nck-off PaSha,
though my wife said that was kind of
miNin' things, fur il seemed To her that
.Jcrky-nek-off sounded more Rooshan
that Turkey.
81 did very well with the whole flock
except in the Sultan, the very biggest
and gamc>t fcllcr of all. IL weigh
twcnty-cight pounds easy, an tail
handsome fans. prided myself on the
Sultan, but I'm going la lose money on
him. lou see the ladies of the Meth
odiSt church at B'thcsdy Springs he'd
come 10 the conclusion that the taber-
naclc, though it was a good enough
place for the summer boarderS to git re-
ligion in, was too windy and chilly a
place 10 get mp any sort of religious
warmm' during the winter; an they'd
voted 10 have a fair about Thanksgiving
time To raise money TO build a chapel.
Well, after they'd engaged the Sultan of
me-, an advertised him in all the papers
Is one of the attractions, what'd they
do but conclude they couldn't afford To
take him unless ia donate him. The
idee! When Id been fattening him up
all summer expressly fur them, an de-
clined him to Miss rockingham and
Mr.. Dickson, who'd either on 'em have
given a good price for him. And the
most a.yr,. ia. 81, tli,r ,l,,,t - =, ,hnt
Elder D%uSenbury has sold 'em his six
year-old lame gobblcr; and hat every
one that tackles him will think it's the
Sultan, and my turkeys will lose their
reputation.
a. declare, now, Miss Margery, the
idee just strikes me that the Sultan is
just the turkey for You. Ii would please
me fuSt rate for you 10 have the best
bird in my lot. You must wear out 4
sight of wings adjusting, you're so neat;
and he Sultan'S are strong enough to
last 4 year. I'll throw off a shillin',
seeing it's You, and take half out in
dickcr. One thing came round fur was
TO get all the sweet majorum you can
spare. There's allus a call for it about
this season.
Margery had stood, while the old man
was talking, beneath the little porch,
whose pillars had been lifted out of the
ground by the strong old vines that
twisted about them in such snaky con-
%tortionS. An amused smile had flick
cred on her face us she listened. "But,
she eNpoStulated, s.the Sultan is .
entirely too large for Il Thanksgiving
dinner for only poor little me.n ,
Il didn't know but YOU might have
suggested Bina. "The old
people from the Town House haven't
had a regular Thanksgiving dinner since
the one you gave them" |.
Mrs. DuSenbury told me-" replied
Margery, ''that whatever is left from the
church festival is to be sent there, so
they are TO be provided for this :
year. However, l will take the Sultan. /,
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