The diamond drill. (Crystal Falls, Iron County, Mich.) 1887-1996, 1888-12-01
ANN MARY.
Her Two Thanksgiving.
Br MARY 4. WILKINS,

You amt put in amite Of nutmeg, Grand
The grandmother turned around to Ann
Mary. Don't you be quite so ANXIOUS said
She With sarcastic emphasis. II alters put
the nutmeg In cup-cake thu very last thing.
ruthcr guess should MT have put this cake
into the oven without nutncgp
The old woman beat nercely on the cake.
She used her hand instead OF spoon, and
she held the yellow mixing-bowl poised on
her hin under her arm. She was stout and
rosy-faced. She had crinkly white hair, and
she always wore a string OF gold beads around
her Greasy neck. She never took OF the gold
beads except 70 put them under pillow AZ
night she was 80 afraid OF their being stolen.
Old Mrs. Little had always been nervous
about thieves, although none had ever troub-
lyon may 20 into the pantry, an bring
out the nutmeg now, Ann Mary" said sne
presently, with dignity.
Ann Mary sohery slipped down from her
chair and went. She realized that she had
made mistake. III was quite an understood
thing for Ann Mary 10 have an eve upon her
grandmother while she was cooking 10 be
sure that she put In everything that she
should and nothing that she should not, for
the old woman was abscnt-minded. But IL
had To be managed with great delicaey, and
the corrections had 10 be quite irrefntable, or
Ann Mary was rpprimanded for her pains.
When Ann Mary had deposited the nut
meg-box and the crater at her grandmother's
elbow, she took up her station again. She
sat az corner OF the table In one of the high
kitchen-chaIrs. Her feet could not touch the
floor, and they dangled uncasilyin their stout
leather shoes, but she never rested them on
the chair round, nor even swung them by
way OF solacc. Ann Mary's grandmother
did not like 10 have her chair rounds all
marked up by shoes, and swinging feet dis
furbcd ner while she was cooking. Ann
Mary sat up, grave aud straight She
was delicate, slender little girl. but she
never stopped She had an odd resem-
blancc 10 her grandmother; resemblance
more OF manner than OF feature. She held
back her narrow shoulders IN the same
determined way in which the old woman
held her broad ones; she walked as she did.
and spoke rs she did.
Mrs. Little was very proud Of Ann Mary
Evans; Ann Mary Sas her only daughters
child. and had lived with her grandmother
ever since she was baby. The child could
not remember either her father or mother,
she was so little when they died.
Ann Mary was delicate, so she did not 90
10 the village 81 the public school. Miss
Loretta Adams, young lady who lived In
the neighburhood, gave her lessons. Loretta
had graduated in beautiful white muslin
dress at the hgh-school over i'm the village.
and Ann Mary had great respect and admir-
alton for her. Loretta had parlor-organ
and could play on IL, and she was going 10
give Ann Mary lessons after Thanksgiving.
just now there was a vacation. Loretta had
gone 10 Boston 10 spend two weeks with her
cousin.
Ann Mary was all In brown, brown cal
leo dress, aud brown calico, long-sleeved
apron; and her brown hair was braided In
two tight little tails that were tied with some
old bonnef-strings OF Mrs. Littlc's, and nared
out stiny behind the ears. Once, when she
was at her house, Loretta Adams had TAX
en- II upon herself TO comb oiit the tight brrllds
and set the hair flowing In a duffy mass over
the shoulders; but whom Ann Mary came
home her grandmother was properly indig-
nnnt She seized her aud rc-brained the tails
with stout and painful jerks. II amt goin'
20 have Loretty Adams meddlin' with your
hair said she. san she can jest understand
L. Ii she wants 10 have her own hair all In
a frowzle, an look like a wild Injun, she
can, YOU rhan't"
And. Ann Mary, standing before her grand
mother with head meekly bent and watery
eyes decided that she would have 10 tell
Loretta that she mustn't touch the braids, II
she proposed II again.
That morning, while Mrs. Little was max
ing the pies and the cake and the pudding
Ann Mary was sitting idle, for her part OF
the Thanksgiving cooking was done. She
had worked so fast the day before and early
that morning, that she had the raisins all
picked over and sorted, and the apples pared
and slieei; and that was about all that her
Mary herself was Of different opinion; she
was twelve years old, IL she was small for
her age, and she considered herself quite ca
pablo OF making pies aud cup-cakc.
However. IL was something 10 sit there ~
the table and have that covert sense OF super
intending her grandmother: and 10 be rea-
sonably sure that some OF the food would
have strange flavor were IL not for her Wig
lance
Mrs. Iittle's minneapolis had all been baked
the Saturday before; today, rs she said, she
was making apple and SQUASH While the
apple-pics were I'm progress, Ann Mary
wat lied her narrowly. Her small folded
hands twitched aud her little neck seemed 10
cloncatc above her apron; but she waited
until her grandmother took up an upper
crust, and was just about 10 lay II over n pie.
Then shc spoke up suddenly. Her voice had
atmid yet asscrtyc chirp like birds.
"Grandmaw
"well. what Is II, chIdyv
"lou goin' 70 put that crust on that pic,
now, Grandma
Mr.. Little stood uncasIy reflective she
eyed the pie sharply. "lcs, be. Whyl''
she returned In n doubtful yet defiant
manner.
"You haven't put one bit OF sugar I'M
ssFor the lanl sakcsl'' Mrs. Little did not
take correction OF this kind happily, but
when she was made ~ fairly acknowledge the
need Of IL. she showed no resentment. She
laid toe upper crust back on the board and
swccicncd the pie. Ann Mary watched her
gravcly, hat she was inwardly complaccnt.
After She had rescued the pudding fran being
baked without the plums, and IL was nearly
dinner time, her grandfather came home. He
had been over 10 the village 10 buy tho
Thanksgiving Turkey. Ann Mary looked
out with delight when he drove past the
windows on his way 10 the barn.
"Granlpa's rot home" said she.
IL was showing quite hard, and she saw the
Al A.