The home journal. (Winchester, Tenn.) 1858-188?, 1882-11-29

over him with the lantern, saw his eyes
suddenly open. He looked about him
in u bewildercd way, and then clutchcd
at the rcns that were still in his hands.
shouting: "Whoa, Fan. whoa!n Then
he slowly raised himself on his elbow,
and seeing the planlss scattered about
him muttercd "Why. she's got away
care We much hurtcd, sur?' asked
Biddy, concernedy, taking his arm ~
ii She would help him TO his feet
II don't know, I'm cold" said he,
slowly.
An well sc might he, lyin' in all
that wathcr," and she toll him how
they had found h'm lying in the gutter,
with the planks Ger him, hnt not on
him, and the water around him.
i, that you, Dcarp and has the horse
gone homr?" asked he after moment,
se,ng the little, shak NJ figure beside
him.
"Yes. papa" and all ut once the
conlul,ivc sob, Icnped Dcyond her con
troll and she fell on her knees, quite
unable to say or do anything but sob.
Tie ght and the sound of her sobs
did more than anything else to restore
her father to himself With BiddY's
help he slowly rose from The ground,
and, after standing n moment, hC said,
stcadil,; 81 believe am all right, only
cod and little confused. The fall
must have stunned me, and but for Your
help, my good woman, should have
! cen dead man soon
"lt was yer little gurl tould US We
! shouldn't have known"
He held his hand 10 Dear, and he
cangit it and held it under her chin,
still unable to speak.
'Do We think We could walk, sur?
Yr'yc 10 right TO be standm here wild
yer wet clothes"
1hus admon,hcd thcy began TO move.
Biddy and Mike and the "lanthcrl''
went with them to the top OF the hill
| Ev that TIM, Iiargry Gates had obta ned
full possession q himself and he hHdc
B,ddy good night, telling her he would
scc her on he morrow.
Now. Dear said he 'rm home
and tell our mother. quietly, that the
WAGON broke down but that | am all
right, and wll be in directly
II wa, not until near noon the ncNt
day. when Dear broke into an irrcprcSs'
iblr tit OF sobbimg. that her mother knew
how near death had been 10 them that
night he urucd very white and after
moment said. Children, we have
great reason to be thankful today
\ little later Harvey Gates cam" IN.
lie had been down with Luke to get
the panks out OF The road and to see
Biddy McCoy. He tod Il pitiiul story
OF the poverty in the litt'o shanty
"Thcrr will lcno Thanksgiving supp""
there TODAY" he sad. Mrs Gates
Min,cd little. She wa u lhrhly
woman. aad il was not easy Tor her TO
understand the blcSscdncsI Of giving.
- Md urh Iahy, such little mite OF
n hahy. continued Harvey Gates rs if
speak ~ to himself
~ hahy.' repeated Mrs. Gates,
pau>iug on her way 10 the oven; "dld
you ,ay Hildy had baby?'
ayes, and the poor l:jtIc thing look
half starved.
Mamma. said Dear, eagerly
, "why cant we have them all up herr
= to Thanksgiving supper We've 80
} enough lorrhrn."
Ilaryc, Gate, glanced at his wife
After moments hesitation she 81 II
"Ycs, they can come, suppose i
there aim more II forty or fifty Of en-;
and she opened the oven door an.
hastpd the turkey with energy. 4" liar
ycy.' Sic called, n she heard hin
: going toward the door, "tcll Il ddy t.
brng the baby; and here, you take thai
thick shawl in the entry to wlao II III
: warm"
And so the McCoy' had the arand"S
4 Thanksgiving supper ot their lives
and no more thankful company ga'hcrc'
Z in New England that day, the Gate
| family feeling very tender over the
1 escape from great calamity. --.JoS'Ph"
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