Iron County register. [volume] (Ironton, Iron County, Mo.) 1867-1965, 1882-11-16

turkey a savage cut over his saucy tail
IS don't know what you'll do was
Polly's calm response, '.but l shell give
that Melia every smitch O. my turkey
next Thursday. So there!"
There was another pause. and then
George remarked, with great showing
of GOODNESS: .Well, all right. An FL
take Sally my turkey an all my pump
kin pie',
sister, and then broke down and cried.
''What air you Children whisperin'
about?" queried Aunt Polly. coming
upon the two, sitting side by side on the
wood-pile, later in the day. -
Patty hesitated. Good and kind as
Aunt Polly always was, her sharp eyes
and sharper voice were awe-inspiring
to her small niece. But George. whose
bravery was the glory of his sis
ter, looked up at the tall woman with
his fearless gray eyes, and told the story
of that mornings adventures and their
resolution, adding:
'An' we were just a-wonderin', Aunt
Polly, how we'd get the things down
there, an if you d let Mike 60 with us,
may be, cause you know you say you
don't like us to 60 where you don't
know the folks
4o-.That IL be all right his aunt said,
simply, ''an' I'm glad you thought of
it, children. It's more blessed to
give you know. George, wish you'd
get me some chips"
So she turned the subject then; but
that evening, as Mr.. and Mrs. Andrews
sat together over the kitchen fire, with
their charges asleep up stairs. Aunt
Polly retold Georges story, keenly
watching her husband face as she did
SO, although her eyes were apparently
fixed upon her knitting.
Uncle Amasa took his pipe out of his
mouth and drew a long breath. ''Bless
them children he said, heartily. 81
yum, now. Polly, that makes me feel
putty small-don't it you? To think
O. their thinkin of it, an they a-lookin'
forward to Thanksgivin' day SO long"
swell, what kin we do, Amasa?"
was his wife's quiet question.
.'Massy! / don't know. But we'll
send that wilder her dinner anyway.
an we won't rob them little Children O
theirn neither -.....
but, Amasa'' Aunt Polly laid
down her knitting" don't you see that
won't be the chiider7s's givin'? I don't
want to take away their dinners, dear
knows; but 'twouldn't be right, after
all, you know, for them to be gen rous
and keep their turkey, too.'
Uncle Amasa unused moment.
"That's SOP he said, ruefully. at last
"Itell We, Polly. woman, we II give 'em
the hull turkey, an We'll throw in the
pies. guess we won't starve on bacon
an cabbage, an on Chris mas I'll
manage So s they can hev a turkey, m
we, too. I love my dinners much g
the next 'un, but ] swan to massey them
babies O ourn make me feel putty
small-putty small!''
And gathering up his boots and pipe,
Uncle Amasa strobe off to bed.
And so it came to pass that on
Thanksgiving eve George and Patty.
accompanied by Uncle Amasa, not
Mike. again followed the lame turkey
under the hill to Uncle Jake's old place.
But this time the recreant fowl was
borne on their uncle's shoulders, in the
huge market-basket, in company with
potatoes and onions and golden pies and
rosy cranberries; in short, with the par
TVS Thanksgiving dinner. -5.
Uncle Amasa first placed the basket
on the cracked doorstep. and then he
and George concealed themselves in the
darkness behind the brush heap, while
Patty, the Gghtest and feetest of the
three, Knocked at the door, and then
ran swiftly to the common hiding
place.
A faint streak of light came from the
doorway as Sally appeared holding a
tallow candle aloft. A moment ST.
lence while she stared at the basket, and
kneeling by it explored the contents;
"Oh, mother! 'Meliar' she screamed,
''it's a turkey, and it's pies, an'-oh,
come quick an seer'
There was the hurry of other foot
steps. and cry from 'Melia: Just to
look at the onions. Oh, l do love
themn' and then some one upset and
extinguished the candle, and under
cover of the darkness Uncle Anasa
drew the eager children away.
AS they went up the hill together,
George remarked: Il am glad she
likes onions; SO do L.
But Uncle Amasa drew his rough
hand across his eyes, murmuring, in a
choked sort of voice: "Well. l swan,
if between them two sets O children,
them that gives m them that takes,
don't feel putty small! Yes, do that,
putty small!' -Harper's Young Peo-
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