Democratic Northwest. [volume] (Napoleon, Ohio) 1869-1894, 1886-01-14

Marthy washington's TAT and jolly
face was gloomy with prophecy.
"Yo' knows. for fac, Miss Doxy."
she said, show 'tractive dem peacocks
has ailsys ben to de family down dar,"
and she pointed q fat disappearing
finger at the cottage. for Martina WASH
ington shared her mistress's preju-
dices. DE gemman himself done sit
on de fence in de br'ilin' sun. a-takin'
Of dem of wiv his pencil. an de leettle
gal say her nanny done want fan
made out OBJ de Princes tail. Aud see
var, Miss Doxy,"-Martha Washing
ton solemnly drew from her pocket
brownish-drab feather.-'I done fin
dis slikin' in de cottage fence whar de
pore bird was pulled iroo." And Mar
tha Washington spread out both her
fat hands, rs il 10 emphasize her proof
of the cottage peoples" guilt
Aunt Doxy was overcome. 20 my
poor Princess!h' she said. .'What could
they want it forp"
.'Why. TO eat. Miss Doxy. O. course"
declared Martha Washington. Dat
sort O. s'picious folks allays get de
curusest I'ings to eat. Dey took Prin-
cess for deir T. anksgibin' dinner." F."
"What ignorant, barbarous people
they must be--to eat II peacockI" said
Aunt Doxv. ii certainly must write
- letter OF remonstrance, and see what
excuse they can offer for SO unchristian
an act"
Auqt Doxy was considered bv her
fellow-workers in church anu San
school as having an especial gift for
dealing with transgressors. So she
seated herself at her desk. and proceed
ed to the task of bringing her sinful
neighbors to a sense Of their great
wickedness. She did not hesitate to
show them plainly the wrong of which
they had been guilty, and she did not
even deem it fitting that, as was often
the case with her, justice should be
tempered with mercy. Aunt Doxy
sadly feared that her Objectionable
neighbors were hardened offenders,
whose hearts could not be easily
touched.
"Here. Thaddy," she said, as she
folded her note, ''you may carry this
to the cottage; come back just as soon
as you have delivered lido you hearp"
And Thaddy, overjoyed at this OPP
portunity to enter forbidden ground
and have even few moments OF Ru-
pert's society, replied, Eyes s'm." with
suspicious doclity, and ran off like a
flash.
II hopes nufIin'l happen to dat
boy" muttered Martha Washington
gloomily, as she went about her Thanks
giving-day preparations. She evident
ly believed there was no limits to the
enormities of which the cottage people
were capable.
Hall an hour passed by. and then
Becky said, looking enviously toward
the cottage. with her nose tlattened
against the window-pane: Il wonder
why Thaddy doesn't come back?"
Aunt Doxy looked up in great alarm.
Hadn't he come backP" she asked.
How could she have forgotten himp
But surely they could not be wicked
enough to harm child.
Tim was dispatched in great haste
in search of the missing boy. He found
him in the grove behind the cottage,
playing with Rupert. Thaddy was 81
lent and ashamed under Aunt Doxy's
reproof. Rupert had coaxed him to
play, and he had played. That was
all he would say, except the expression
of his opinion that Rupert was good
boy. and was going to have donkey
with long ears" 1t was evident that,
in spite OF the melancholy fato of the
poor Princess, Thaddy had great
longing for the society at the cottage.
Miss Doxy sat up late, expecting u
message of some sort from her neigh
bors. but none came. Poor Prince
Charming was uttering doleful and dis
cordant cries for the lost partner of his
joys and sorrows.
"Oh. how truly thankful l could be
tomorrow, thought Aunt Doxy, ''if
those people had only gone back to
town.
But when she arose in the morning,
a bright and jolly Thanksgiving sun
was peeping above the gables of the
little red, olive, and yellow cottage,
and an ample Thanksgiving smoke was
pouring out of its chimney.
Aunt Doxy seated herself at the
| breakfast table sad at heart The
children said little, and the poor pea
cock recommended his wailing. Sud-
denly there came II violent knocking at
the back door. ''The answer to my
letter." thought Aunt Doxy.
| But it wasn't For the next moment
there burst into the room stout Irish
woman with big basket, dragging in
u shame-faced boy-Mrs. O'Flanigan
and Barty!
| From the basket arose voice-muf.
fled and hoarse, but still familiar, and
sounding like sweet music to Aunt
Doxy's ear
20 Miss Appleby, num-" said Mrs.
O'Flanigan, tits kilt intoirely l am,
mum, wild shame, an the hairt iv me
is broke, so it is. that ivver I'd see the
day whin me own boy-an' his fayther
as sinsible man as ivver shtepped in
two shoes-wudn't know the difference
beLwane a turkey an paycock!
Shure, he sez yourself was away AN the
young leddy guv MIN lave to pick out
a turkey for himself, and he TUX this
wan. so he did, for foine large turr-
key, and him a-thryin' to wiring the
neck ov it when hears the quare voice
ov the craythur And sez, |, What
iver air We about, ye spalpanep' seq 1;
it do be Miss Appleny's paycock ye
have there An lie havin' the neck of
the poor baste half wrung, an the
craythur near kilt, was afeerd to
bring her home til We. An shure, !
lshplinthered up the neck ov her and