River Falls journal. [volume] (River Falls, Pierce County, Wis.) 1872-2019, 1892-11-24

That very day she began to think
what she should do Aud she remem-
bered that her mother. even in the last
few sad years, had always endeayored
to make some one outside her own
home more thankful on this great fes-
tival of the year And Hettie resolved
that she would thus perpetuate her
mothers memory. She soon eagerly
began her plans.
Meanwhile she ind-nstriouslv sewed
early and late in order to finish her
work by Tuesday night, that she might
have two DAYS free from sewing.
One day should be for housekeeping.
for arranging her little house aud pre-
pairing the dinner. And then there
was the great holiday, the Thanksgiv-
ing day itself.
She had finally decided that a chicken
from her little brood, and some grapes.
carefully saved from her vines, would
be all she could afford for the dinner.
Hettie rose early Wednesday morn
ing, with a light heart, and while it
was still dark she heard heavy wagon
rumble and stop at her door.
And Mr. Jackson. IN his loud, CHEEKY
voice, wished her happy Thanksgiv-
ing. And he brought in a small tur-
key, which he said, Mrs Jackson
wanted him to bring in TO Miss Hettie, +"
and with a hearty laugh he added:
''Sho said she did not doubt but that
Hettie Brown would have some poor
old soul TO join her Thanksgiving din
ner. So here is a turkey for the sake
of the old days. You are good woman,
Hettie," he added, and disappeared in
the darkness. on his way to town to sup
ply his customers.
So Hettie. fervently thanking the
Lord, who put this kind thought in
Mrs. Jackson's heart. out of her alum
dance carried the chicken, which she
had thought would be her own dinner,
to Grandma Leigh, who was very poor
and nearly blind
Hettie often went to read to her or
sit and chat She was greatly sur
prised and pleased at the generous gift.
And the old dressmaker went home,
feeling she had made one poor crea
ture thankful, and would enjoy her
own dinner the more, thinking she ha6
given a recompense. the best she had
to some more unfortunate fellow crea-
/ ture.
1t was with a very grateful spirit
that Miss Hettie looked in her pantry
late that afternoon; the turkey was
stuffed. ready for roasting, there were
a fiaky apple pie, pan of doughnuts
and few lunches Of grapes.
She sat knitting in the twilight. and
thinking how kind Miss Dale, a new.
conner from the distant town, had been
/ to her, how much work she had given
her and procured for her from hei
/ friends.
She sighed, wishing She could dc
something to show her gratitude to this
! kind friend. And suddenly the thought
/ of her butter came TO her. What
sweet. delicious butter she did make
from Dollie's milk!
She rose and hastily cutting a few
pounds from her scantily-filled jar, and,
DOMINIC her old shawl and bonnet, she
started on her errand. She stopped
half dismayed at the brilliantly-lighted
house. but finally went on and knocked
at the rear door
To the servant who answered 1t she
gave her plate of butter, asking humbly
/ IL Miss Dale would accept the little gift
for Thanksgiving. ''She was SO very
thankful To her for her kindness"
And Miss Hettie's welcome plate o.
delicious butter graced Miss Dale'i
beautiful Thanksgiving dinner.
On Thanksgiving morning Hetti'
went to the early church service, anC
baard n h.aauffft,I nracti.al Sernnon ar
/ Thanks"
And she was home again in time &c
cook her dinner. How inviting tn,
| table looked, though it was laid in tn.
/ kitchen