Evening capital journal. (Salem, Or.) 1888-1893, 1889-11-27

folks what can't have q Thanks
giving dinner tomorrow"
"Walk in, Mrs. Crowley. Yes
just as well be merry as sad, and i
we haven't the dinner to be thank
ful for, there are many other things
we have, and there is no use frettinl
over what we can't help"
"You may say there is no good, )
said Mrs. Crowley, "but how Can
we help it? For my part, as far as
my experience goes. there aim,
much but tr, ubl in this world"
"Well, / do not think so. 1 know
1 have had Il great deal of pleasure
in my time"
"What have you nOw?n
"Well, there are the children
they are sight of comfort, and
am thankful every day that I've got
'em."
"Well, they are odd comforts,
them children that you work your
life out for" said Mrs. Crowley.
care you thinking of having a
IA Thanksgiving dinner" continued
the discontented old woman, with
a derisive smile.
III am sorry to say haven't seen
my way clear yet, but ho' it will
all come right and | can have some
thing for my little ones better than
common. I'll had my last quarters s
rent paid would be able to buy a
chicken to roast, as | can't have a
turkey"
"The landlord is skinfiint, or he
wouldn't charge you anything for
this old den."
"Now, Mrs. Crowley, you mis-
judge Mr.. Stauntop. He has always
been kind and patient with me, and
last Christmas my little ones would
have had sorry time but for the
things his good wife sent them"
"Well, neighbor, | must say
can't see things AS you do. You
talk like the minister does in his
sermons; but then he doesn't know
what he is talking about. He has
never been cold and hungry"
II am thankful to say 1 have
never come to starvation yet, and
there is one thing l have made up
my mind to, I'll not always be meet
ing trouble half way; I'll wait until
it comes. But bark! 1t seems to
me hear step. Yes, there is a
knock"
Mrs. Jones rose to open the door,
when Mr.. StauntOn's son handed
the poor woman Il paper, saying:
"Papa said he knows you are al
ways thankful for the good things
of life, and sent you this TO make
you happy tomorrow"
Watching the boys departure, the
astonished woman exclaimed:
"What do you suppose it is? Oh,
look! A present of a quarters rent!
Listen! There is somebody else at
the door. What's got into the folks
tonight? l haven't had as many
calls these many days"
1t was a strong man, bearing from
an express wagon large basket,
from which protruded the legs of a
turkey.
"Pve brought u basket OF things
for your Thanksgiving dinner, from
the ladies of the church. They had
more than they could use, and they
hope you'll accept these" And the
man sat the heavily-ladened basket
on the floor.
Mrs. Jones, In state of bewilder-
ment, exclaimed:
"Well, do declare! Who would
have thought II? A real, old-iash-
ioned Thanksgiving turkey, cram
berry sauce, shoat, ham and pies
such pies, cakes aud doughnuts,
too! How shall ! ever he thankful
enough for 80 much?" Aud tears
choked her utterance as she thought
of the JOY OF her little children
when they saw the basket.
"Well, II really IL surprising, and
sou have something Ia be thankful
for. ! don't know when | seed
such basket OF yittles. Well, It's
time ! was going. ! hope. Mrs.
Jones, you'll enjoy your dinner. !
would know"
"ies, Mrs. Crowley, know we'll
enjoy II, but not without you. Come
and help us eat Il; there Ia plenty,
and more than enough for u.s."
THANK you, neighbor, Ill be sure
Ia come" Aud come she did 10 soc
the lllile family gather around the
table, aud oiiar thanks for the
Thanksgiving dinner IN tones Of Joy
that must have reJoieed the angels
Ia heaven, ELIEA II. PARSER.
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