St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1884-11-28
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mo-sel in a twinkling.
Mr.. Petiingin laughed heartily, and passed
en-; but be thought;
''she Is a spicy little thing. I wish she
was ny daughter. How she would brighten
up the cid h0msstssdH'
TIE cold weather cane very early that
year, and the nrst part Of November Mrs
FrIek had a severe attack OF her Old COM
plant, snd was unable 70 leave Der bed
II was hard lines, then, for HaHs and Bah;
for though they stayed home from school and
worked at all the Jobs they could act. they
daily Jaw their mother growing thinner and
psler, aud the small supply OF silver in the
cid blue uoolen stocking that served them
for q bank rapidly waxing less and less
The doctor Looked grave vnen be was En-
ally called In, but said be thought rat and
good nourishIng food would DO great deal
for Mrs. Frick, and above all, she must have
4 certain tonic, which he mentioned.
at IL expeusiVe-.hree dollars bottle"
he said, AZ parting he buttoned up his
hraVy fur coat, "buf IL has worked wonder
ful currs in these nlalsrisl Gases, aHd 1 am
sure 10 just what size nesds-"
And he nodded good day." and rode
home to his dinner OF roast beet and oysters,
leaving poor, hard worked Hans and Barbara
gazing at each other 10 dismsy.
'Oh, brother! what shall We d. asked
Bah. There 10 only one dollar sod a half
left in the stocking, and am not 70 be paid
7 for the socks ! am knitting until they are
/ finished, while there 10 nothing in the house
I to make broth OF, and as for wine for the
mother, that is out Of the question"
Il don't know" sd Hans, sadly, going
/ 70 the window, and looking out into the little
/ garden, where Christopher Columbus was
marching up aud down, making deep tracks
I In the pure white snow al wish | did"
Bah was crying softly, iSs big tears run
ming eoWz her cheeks, and dropping into
the bean soup she was taking from the Gre,
When Hans suddenly remarked:
'BAb, do you know that # only wants
three days to ThanksgiVingP'
"Yes; but We need aOt trouble ourselves
about our Thanksgiving dinner. II will be
only bread and beans, as usual The other
vegetables must be saved for mother"
Dab, Christopher is very biz and fat
almost the biggest TURKEY / ever saw"
'wnst DO you mean" cried Barbara,
stopping In the middle Of the floor, saucepan
in hand.
Hans turned very red, and he did not Look
at his sister bat st4mmersd:
''Ah, Bah. We can't lsi tas mother dep
And then he ran out Of the nom aud the
| house, slamming the door after hun.
Bah set down the iron vessel, dropped into
q chair, ald covered her face with her hands,
and she never moved until hsr mother called
her from the adjoining bedroom, when ans
answered the summons with pale cheeks aud
swollen eyes. but a aev look OF determine
ton about her rOsJ lips.
She found Mrs, Frek feeling much worse,
and WAS husy with her until Hans came back
TO dinner Barbara could act eat, but loud
"gObblel gobDlsi'' outside told that Chriseo-
pier was hungry, and abe carried out hsr
shzre OF the meat 10 him. She watched hi u
enjoy Il until the last bean had disappeared,
bat, as she picked up the empty dish, cried
''Oh, Chris, Chris! dear Chris Pun afraid
you will have TO 20 after all"
And, throwing her arms around the birds
slender neck, she sobbsd - II her hear
would break.
The tarkey peeksd at her cheek Affection
ately, and tried 10 follow her indoors, but
she shut him out, and going straight 10 her
brother, said:
Hans, you may take Christopher 70
Farmer Pettingiil tonight aud ask him r.
carry him 10 market with his own poultry to-
morrrw;" at which hans nodded assent, but
did no; venture 10 utter single word.
So It happened that the good farmer was
surprised that night ~ the appearance Of ,
sturdy boy bearing . huge turkey that an
grily resented such treatment, and scratched
and kicked IS though he knew II WAS for bis
life.
1t was sad story that Hans had 20 relate
and Mr.. Pettingin blew his nose and said
Poor little girl. poor little GIRL" severa
times during the recital. though his better
bali, from the depths Of the pantry, NUT
tered:
'JuIt liks poor folks They never save
up anything against = rainy day"
But he promised to dispose OF the poo
explorer" who, with his glory all departed
now lay hslplessly tied by the legs, and Il
bring from town the required medicins 70
the invalid, snd the lad was sent home ladeI
with q sack Of meal and fine basket OF ap
pleI from tie farm.
The next two days were very sad ones b
Bah. She missed her pet everywhere, an,
was constantly haunted by visions Of Chris
TOPPER, Invested Of bis royal plumage, an,
served up. brown and smoking, TO grac
some. Thanksgiving feast
She picked up few little feathers in the
yard and wHtered them with her tears as SD,
laid them carefully away in q box that con
tanned her treasures.
But she was somewhat consOled By III
good the tonic seemed 10 do her mother, al
most Immediately, aud was grateful for tb
extra two dollars Farmer Pettngill slipped
into her hand, the price Of poor ChristOphe
Columbus
Thanksgiving morning dawned clear an
cold, and the church bells rang out clear an,
sweet on the frosty air, bidding the goo
people from far and near come aud join il
the great Harvest Home festival.
Merry family parties dashed by in larg
open slrighs, and young folks in holiday at
tire trooped down the bill TO the quaint ol,
church hidden among the trees.
Bah joined the throng, leaving Hans
take care Of their mother, and crypt sOftl
into = back seat; but her heart was heav
and her voice broken when she tried to Gin
the Thanksgiving hymn.
Farmer Pettlngill and his wife stood o
the porch as she came out, the latter re
splendent in a new black silk, and the far
mer shook Bab's hand heartily, saying:
Cheer up. little one. Il may be q haI
pier Thanksgiving than you think for, ate
all"
But the girl only shook her head, an
drawing her thin shawl around her, hurrie
down the path.
''Good cheer. my Babble-de-babr' erie
Hans, as he threw opsn the door AZ her knock
Just look thereP'
And Barbara opened her eyes in glad SUI
prise At The feast Of good things set forth o.
the old pine table.
A large, plump turkey, dressed aud pre-
pared for roasting, was 1anked on one sid
} BY vegetables OF all kinds, and on the othe
by minee aud pumpkin pies, while rosy re
apples, nuts and cider all promised q Thank:
giving dinner such as had not been know
in thu little house for many = long year
''Oa, how nicel" cried BAD.
'The Pettingills brought them on their wa
TO church," said Hans, and mother feels S
. much better, she thinks she will come to u
table today So hurry M and get din u :.