The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1879-11-20
Mainie's Thanksgiving.
JULIA M. DANA

Mamie's Thanksgiving.
Something was going to happen.
You couldn't have been in the nursery
two minutes without seeing that Mrs,
Maria was all dressed up in her best
real silk; and that the rubber dolly had
been having splendid bath, and looked
just as good as new.
Mrs. Maria was Mamie's best doll. II
seems to me that she ought to have had
some name after the Maria part: but I
really don't believe she ever had.
But the dolls didn't begin to be all.
There was Mamie's table out in the
middle of the floor; and there, too. was
the little tea-set with the gold band
round the edges, and when that set was
out OF the saw-dust box you could be
very sure something was going to hap
zen. And that something was Thanks
giving! There was the little white
cloth, and the party caster with all the
shoppers gomez, and the real cranberry
sauce, and the-the oh, almost every-
thing you could think of. Mrs. Maria
and the other dolly-the rubber one,
you know-were already seated at the
table with their bibs on, and Mamie
was just going to help them to the cram
berry sauce when she jumped up sud
denly and said:
Why, where's the baby?"
The baby was the little china doll in
the long, long dress with real tucks at
the bottom.
ooh! there she is in the window. T
put her there to be out of the way
when [ was sweeping the playhouse"
Mamie ran to the window to get the
baby and was just going back to the
real cranberry sauce, when she saw a
little girl standing on the sidewalk way
down in the street below.
How cold it looked out there, and
how cold the little girl looked, too, with
shawl not half big enough.
She doesn't look much like Thanks
giving" said Mamie, to herself. CT
thought Thanksgiving was for every-
body in the world"
She nodded, "How do YOU do ?" TO
the little girl, and the little girl nodded
back again. The wind came through a
crack by the side of the window, and,
Oh, how cold it was
Dear me-" said Mamie, "I really
don't believe she's going to have the
least bit of Thanksgiving. tell YOU
what; TIL give her Thanksgiving, all
myself"
She put down the baby, and, after
telling Mrs. Maria and the rubber dolly
not to eat single thing till she came
back, away she ran to the sitting-room.
"Oh, mamma, mamma, there's a little
girl out doors all alone without any
Thanksgiving, Can't I give her one?"
Mamie drew mamma to the window.
she does look real cold, doesn't she ?"
said mamma
sob, mamma, can't 7 give her a
Thanksgiving? Doesn't everyone ought
to have one?"
The very next minute mamma and
Mamie were at the front door.
"Come in, little girl" said mamma :;
care you very cold?"
Eyes m, but it's Thanksgiving, and
I've been watching the big turkey hang
ing by his legs at the butchers, and it
was SO big that it's nose most came to
the ground"
"But I'm going to have some real
cranberry sauce in the nursery, and a
real table, too. Don't you want to
Gomez" asked Mamie.
"May I?" and the cold little girl
looked up into mammals face.
" Yes said mamma, "well all have
Thanksgiving together"
So they took off the little girls shawl
and went upstairs to the nursery.
Then mamma went down to the kitchen
and stayed long, long time, and when
she came up such lot of things as she
had for that Thanksgiving dinner! A
real little chicken all roasted brown, and
some real gravy, and celery, and a round
mince pie! What do you think of that !?
And the other little girl had NAMES
best rocking-chair, too, and ate her din
ner with Mamies red mittens on be-
cause her hands were SO cold!
What splendid Thanksgiving that
was! For when the little girl went
home she had new, warm sacuue and
basket with lots of things to carry
with her, and when Mamie went to bed,
because the blue eyes wouldn't keep
open any longer, she said to mamma:
Mamma, I should know this is
Thanksgiving, even if we didn't have
turkey and cranberry sauce"
How do you know, puss?' said
mamma.
Oh, because-because I'm just as
happy as | can be, said Mamie.