Idaho news. (Blackfoot, Idaho) 1887-1891, 1891-01-03

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to his unhappy fate, but she could not do
II. She was very sorry for the turkey.
She said nothing TO her mother about her I
unhappiness. She was unselfsh enough
not to wish her mother to be worried about
anything. Ethel had noticed that she
looked younger and happier since she had
heard from her brother. She went about
her work singing, and her face was bright
with expectant happiness; and she did not
have long TO wait, for the visitor came
several days before he was expected.
He was a big man, with merry, gray
eyes, a brown beard, and a voice that had
a ring Of kindness. He brought dog with
him, huge mastiff, Of which he was very
fond. Mr.. Carroll took up his abode in the
cottage as If he belonged there, and the
dog, who was named Jupiter, was chained
out on the little dried patch Of lawn over
which the sultan had reiRned alone. The
dog and turkey soon struck up a friend
ship, and ate together out Of one dish with |
perfect good fellowship.
The Yokohama uncle and his dog had |
not been long at the cottage when the |
preparations for the Thanksgiving feast |
were begun. Mrs. Sequin said the time |
had come for the turkey TO be killed. AS
she was altogether too soft-hearted a wo-
man to perform this operation herself, and
as she was unwilling to ask her guest to do
it, she told Ethel to request their butcher
to send his boy TO kill the turkey. Then
she went back into the parlor to talk to
her brother and Ethel was left alone.
She put on her hat and cloak very slow
| ". Her heart was very full, and there
was great lump in her throat 1t was
bad enough. and sad enough, to love old
Sultan without being compelled TO give the
order of the execution. She went down
the street at pace very unusual for
healthy child. Her feet seemed heavier
even than her heart, and her steps were
drearily reluctant.
Her eyes were red and swollen when she
went into the butchers shop, and her voice
was unsteady. Everybody there was very
busy, for the approaching holiday had in
creased the butchers sales. There were
lot Of common looking fowls hanging up
about the shop, but the few feathers re-
manning on their wings were gray. and it
was plain to be seen that none Of them had
ever looked like the gallant sultan. Ethel
priced one of them, and the butcher said it
was one dollar and a half. Poor Ethel
She had been saving her pennies for nearly
a year, and yet there was only seventy-ive
cents in her tin savings bank. That was
only half enough to buy turkey and to
save poor Sultan's life.
Just at dusk the butchers boy came up
the walk. Ethel saw him and her heart
sank at the sight. Sultan's hour had come.
The boy had no sympathy for either the
girl or the turkey. He was very fat, as
butchers boys are wont TO be, and he was
both vulgar and provoking He had heard
Ethel offer her services at the shop, and
had been exquisitely amused at her propo
sition. Now he laughed and jeered at her
She had had a vague idea Of beseeching
him to chloroform the turkey. to make
his visit as painless as possible, but she
gave up this impracticable idea at once
She knew that it would be useless TO make
] any appeal for mercy TO the butchers boy
He would delight in plaguing her HI
would fairly reyel in Staying old Sultan be
fore her eyes.
OF course he had first TO catch the fowl
Sultan was so tame and so well trained
that he would come when his name wa
called; but the boy knew nothing of TIA
s. birds great sagacity, and he did not cal
id him. Instead, he chased the turkey abou
at the yard. The bird could not fy, for on
&c Of his wings had been clipped, but h
as could run, and he gave the boy a hvel
us chase. Sultan had at last forgotten hi
" dignity The boy was too fat to be goo
ar runner, but he made the best time possibl
n 90 him, racing over the little lawn, aroun
rs the kennel, and over the frozen fowe
a beds. Ethel could not watch the CHASE
er She had covered her eyes with her hand
Id and was sobbing violently. Around an
ny around went the turkey, and around an
pit around went the boy. And now the turke
#. is cornered, and now he is caught.
ia, All this while no one had noticed Jup
he ter, who had been growing until his toni
were almost as deep and terrible as IL
en- roar Of lion, and who had been ierlIir
to away at his heavy chain, in a mad atteml
M to break it. The dog was powerful an
to NAL, but the chain was too thick for eve
sal his strength. He saw his friend, the tu
Ter key, chased all about the yard and captu
lid ed, and the sight enraged him. He MAJ
his