The Baltimore County union. [volume] (Towsontown, Md.) 1865-1909, 1889-11-23
"Let me see mother, do you think that to
morrow will be time enough~

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81 think so."
"Well, we will have him tomorrow"
The next morning the Major went to the VII
lage, short distance away, and when he re-
turned he was ''snorting mad"
This is fine trick you have played me, }" he
exclaimed.
why, what is the matter ?'' Zilda asked,
with pretended innocence.
"You know what the matter is You and
your mother, too, know well enough. You
are trying to trap me into this Thanksgiving
foolishness, that's what yon are trying to do
but it won't work, can tell you that"
But Major" said his wife, 'the white COB
bier is done now."
makes no difference, will not eat bite Of
it. won't come to the table Won't have
any thing to do with it. Won't give it coun-
tenance I'll take piece of bread and piece
of hog meat and go off down into the woods
If you and Zilda want to make Roundheads of
| yourselves, all right"
He sat down with thump and began to
humble over "Ivanhoe" The ladies, paying
no attention to him, proceeded with their pre-
parations for dinner. As the weather was fine
| the table was set on the long gallery. When
| every thing was ready-when the great turkey
had been placed on the table-the Major, put
| ting his book aside stretched himself yawning-
| ly and remarked
Sarah, have you got any baconW
"No, didn't cook any"
You've got some beef, haven't yous"
NO. have not"
well, hang it! what sort of meat have
| you?
Turkey"
"But told you wouldn't eat any of it."
''Well, you needn't"
"But what am going to take down into the
| woods with me?'
There's some corn-bread and cold biscuit in
the boiler"
"Do you reckon 1 want to eat bread and
| nothing else?"
"There's some dried venison in the smoke
| house,
II hate dried venison."
"Well believe there is a small piece of sau-
| sage hanging up in the loft"
II despise sausage. Cut me off a slice or two
of that turkey and let me take it along"
mo: if you want any you must sit down to
the table and eat it."
Look here, Sarah, what do you men by die
tating to me this way"
II mean Just what say. You said that you
were not going to have any thing to do with
this turkey and you shall not unless you sur
render completely"
"Pll show you about that"
He sat down on the steps of the gallery
Zilda stood at the gate looking down the road.
"Who is she looking forP' the Major asked.
81 don't know exactly. Yonder comes some
one"
A young man rode up and dismOunted at
the gate. He shook hands with Zilda, and
then she, taking his arm, conducted him to
the house. A mischievous light shone in her
eyes.
'"Mr. Howard" said the girl, "let me present
you to my father and mother"
When they had shaken hands Mrs. Carter
remarked: "You are just in time, Mr.. How
ard, for dinner is ready. Major, please take a
seat at the turkey end of the table, Mr.. How
ard, you sit over here"
The Major, after hesitating moment, sat
down and began to carve the white gobbler.
"You have quite pretty place here" said
the young man.
Yes the Major answered. "You are a
stranger here, l presume; and, by the way,
do not wish to be impertinent, but will you
please tell me where you got acquainted with
my daughter?'
II am stranger, having never been in this
neighborhood until to-day, but for some time
have owned the blast furance and rolling-mils
over at Bolton and"
'Whatr the Major exclaimed, dropping his
knife and fork, 'you are not Howard, the
millionaire ?"
'Well, am sometimes referred to in that
way. met your daughter at Thanksgiving
dinner in Connecticut last year and since that
time we have been corresponding with each
other
"Why, bless my soul" exclaimed the
Major.
TAnd," said Zilda, 1--WE had agreed to eat
Thanksgiving dinner together this year"
'I may add" said Mr.. Howard, ''that your
daughter and are engaged to be married"
That afternoon the Major after a long 81
lence during which he seemed to be struggling
with some deep conviction, looked up and
said
'It's all right, reckon. The romance of the
affair takes away its fanaticism. Well have
another white gobbler this time next year,
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