Macon beacon. [volume] (Macon, Miss.) 1859-1995, 1891-12-26

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morning there was the greatest hula
baloo you ever heard. Molly's bag OF
money was rome from her chest, and
| she was in Mysteries. The strangest
thing of all was, she always wore the
| key of the chest on n string around
her neck, and it never came off day or
night. The key was in its place and
the chest locked as usual, but when
she opened it the money bag was gone.
"Who was here last night, Molly?"
asked pa.
1T was Terry!" she screamed. ITS
him, the thafe, that's got my money!
| We counted it, and he says as how
| there was enough to get married on
afther New Year. Have him arrested,
| Misther North, for the howly Vargin's
sake"
but how did he get the kcys|' pa
asked.
How can | know" she groaned. 81
had awful dhrames all night av walk
in and climbin', and l was that sore
| this mornin', He's got my money some
way, anu luCH Shc pNSdi w ho"i
again.
Pa went to town, but sure enough
| Mr.. O'Brien wasn't to be found, and
| the man where he worked said he had
gone off on the north bound train, but
said he would be back in Il day or two.
SAN where did the dirthy thafe get
| the money for his ticket" cries Molly,
"whin niver a red clint did he have in
his pocket?'
Pa told her he had put the police on
| his track, and that quoted her so she
managed to cook the dinner, but she
cried quarts between times.
That was the day before New Year,
and after dinner grandma took us into
the pantry to see the things. Oh, l
couldn't begin to tell you what loads
| of pies and cakes and fruits and
candies there We're, but we hardly saw
anything for looking and wondering at
a monstrous turkey that hung from a
big hook in the ceiling. 1t was a
mammoth, and grandma said that old
as she was she had never seen any
thing like it. 1t vas of Il big breed, to
| begin with, and had been fattening in
a coop for a year.
For two MONTHS grandma said,
the turkey has been fed on pecans
and walnuts, and just look at the fat!
If it isn't delicious, then I'm no judge
of a fine turkey"
Even Molly got up her spirits over
that turkey, and told us how she was
going to stuff it with trutlles, and such
a gravy! After that she had another
| crying spell, and took herself off to
bed.
The next morning, after breakfast,
she took the keys ont of her pocket
and started for the pantry. | went
along, but she was ahead. She opened
the door and gave a little start and
cried out: where's the turkey?'
Sure enough, there was the hook, but
no turkey. Molly looked on the
shelves, behind the barrels, and in
every nook and corner. as if the mice
could have moved that monster, Then
she says to me, looking as white as a
sheet:
Bob, run to the MISTRESS and be
askin' her if she moved the turkey?'
THE turkey cries grandma, jump
ing up. what does that girl mean?
Has she lost her senses? Where should
the turkey be but in the pantry where
she hung it?'
st isn't there, grandma" | said, and
then everybody ran to the pantry. Molly
was sitting in a chair, looking scared
to death, and gasping for breath.
ITS gone, it's gomez she hollered,
jumping up and clapping her hands.
Its gone like my money! The door
was locked, and the key in my pocket.
| The window is barred, look. They
haven't been touched. Howly saints,
but it is bewitched the house isl
Well, it was Just as she said. Every
thing was in its place, the ducks and
geese and mutton, and not a single pie
or cake had been touched. The thief,
whoever it was, only hankered for the
big turkey.
"But W no could have taken it?' says
grandma, looking hard at Molly. Il
don't suspect you, Molly, for you We
been with me for ten years, and I've
never missed a pin. But did you have
visitors last night, and did you give
them a peep at the turkey?'
"Me have visitors" Molly cried, ''and
me pore heart broke entirely at losin'
me money, and Terry's rascality. No,
ma'am, | cried, till the Shape came, and
then l dhramed av the turkey. Yes
did, and it was alive and flynn and ]
r"unnin' afther it."
''Well it's no use moaning grand.
ma said. She's q sensible old lady.
and she never cries over split milk.
well go without any dinner if yor
don't go to work, Molly. I'm sorry
about the turkey, but | reckon W,
must make a shift without it, Where
the sage and onions for the COOS,
stuffin'?"
Here's the onions, ma'am, but
clean forgot the sage Yesterday whel
jim Ntuh W ltNu lOE llC tiillSS. bu
l remember l have a bag of sage il
my chist, l keeps for gargles. I'll rul
and get it."
We heard her numbering up the stair
and around, and then she gave
screech which sent us up there in
hurry. There she was lying fiat on he
back, pounding her heels on the foo
and bowling and laughing like one o
the laughing hyenas you see in shows
cts the turkey! the turkey" sh
howled, sin my chist, wropped in m.
silk shawl the grandmother lift me-"
There it was, sure enough, wrappe
neatly in Il white silk shawl-Molly'
only piece of fnery.
, Everyone looked at each other, an
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