Washington standard. [volume] (Olympia, Wash. Territory) 1860-1921, 1891-11-27

.Dr -'tc'a' moments, Then he falls to
mu-ip- gum. III big un are the
he-' oi lhc hoch-:hc whole flock put
together Nh"
ll'rr hc bal. mss. then sinks down
'giln AMI lpph- \ degree more anxious.
~amr Thought arising suddenly in bis
mIni bad -usgc ted the truth to hlm.
iic-- uc' shouldn't wonder if he'd
g.u' over a. Amand-ah-Mrs How
hui.-. h' say- to the dog who lies at
hi- t,rt llc dd 60 over there once"
-i"r' hc -tIllcs II sigh" and didn't
%. plN th, mischief An, poor Man
dN. poor MAnd-.ho now"
Taking out his handkerchief, he
blows his nose violently, and with
Slight irown once more relapses into
silcnr". But his thoughts are busy;
and somehow they gradually drift
if'm tiio present back to certain day
year agp Ncs, the turkey hdd
PLAYED the mischief. But what IA fuss
{" make over a few vegetables Well,
veil, It wasn't his fault. He hadn't
-rni the turkey over there to scratch
.'m up. and hadn't he shut the "big
an up for two whole days without Il
hitc in eat ~ "a punishment for his
mi4.lc,d' Still. Mandy didn't know
Il ll'r" lac rcproaches himself.
Poor Mandy. she felt terrible bad
about II, too. and of course it was
enough 10 make any one mad to have
their hest turnips destroyed. Poor,
puor Ma" all :"
ln,oluntarily this exclamation
breaks from him ~ a figure comes
suddenly around the corner OF the
hnllsl md sfnnda hcfnre him. "Ahw
hr repeats, gazing ut the figure in as
tuui-hmcut
II IL Manda-this he knows. Yes,
% = Nanda but Hhaf is that SIZE holds
u L,r h0ad' Ana he knows that,
too. II j. the " big I'M"
u bless me" he cjaculates; Manda
waves him into silence.
Here's your turkey she says,
throwing the dead gobblcr at his feet.
lie came over into my turnips and |
kdiri him she nushcs up in IA defiant
tone and prepares herself for bitter
and deadly war
Ahr
Ncs. killed it,"
- you did. yea, yes. so you did
bless me- SAYS the Squire.
The other rcgard. him in some sur
prise, " d'n't you carey' she questions,
still with bold front The Squire
shakes hi- hrnd.
Not Lit. hc returns.
Nou don't carc2 See, he is dead,"
in greater wonder.
Aud good for him, too. Served
him right. quite right; glad of it,"
says hc calmly.
Amanda il nonplussed, yet she
brcaihcs sigh of relief What good
fellow lac - not to scold her, and TO
SAY that hc was glad of it, Well, well,
how she had misjudged him. Poor
old Squire. poor Henry. Here she
-igh-
The squire is looking dreamily at
tie dc al turkey, but looks up quickly,
why, Mandy. you didn't s'pose I'd
care. did you2 Sho now! Bless me,
don't do that"
Well th,hought you might b-be
drcadiul mad, and-and," but her feel
ings overcome her and she bursts into
tears didn't mean TO kill il, but
--hut-Oh Henry, didn't mean any
of IL, she cXclaims. and / regret TO
say that the squire is so pleased at her
griei, or something connected with it,
tmt hc at one, takes her in his
Bit let ~ pass over the rest.
The next day there wa. given such
- Thanksgiving dinner at the Squire's
as the village folk had never before
witnessed and the whole neighborhsod
was present To drink 10 the Squire's
aud Amanda Warren's health.
And at the head Of the table, resting
upon a huge platter, was a huge
TURKEY.
It, the big un.' says the Squire,
hcaming upon Manda, who occupies
the scat oi honor at the other end Of
the table. yes, the big un did it;
Gpl bless the big I'M"