Richmond dispatch. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1884-1903, 1893-12-19
A Thanksgiving Carving.
,rrittnn for the DIspateh.l


Pm nurtv thankful gin'rally for oies-
sins born of lvin, .ha dow We
call Thanksgivin'; -. ..s. fAel
put thinlxin' o. the one just parst' ieei
VII, my n ldo, tbat Some foxes might say
amt WI that day in keepin'
~, con Aunt Nsrthy. she lives down
i' amongst the York Ellitty- -,
She married Senator Mead an lceii'ah
that city 4, .o,.,,s that
An when she writ 10 me In terms that
warmed me meath my wesht T.
10 oo,,n ana celebrate the day, says L:
"By links. I'll resk IL!
You sec. had yarnin' for her dar'er'
IA met 0GuS her oFen when her foxes war
An, This here yarnin' sorter urged me Oh
That to r, tnf5 e OK my sparkin buds, TUX
the train an went
A graveI-kear got off the track, or sosne-
thin o. that kind, wi. ,,e,,, half
An made our rival INTO 10TH DOu' ~
a day behind, -, on, nv
Aunt Marthy's word, ....,a mo, IN
The sarvent TUX me Whar tile' INV
slew their annual burd.
csewhiz, I never met a crowd 80 quarry
fixed for eatn', -, .hut-
The men had sawed-on coats tSr an
fronts like n yard o shetlh = 4. -.
An, saw Ior SUI The wimmen? II sol
my wonder gapn - fo,, tbeir
To see how much OF en- "uN A'
upper buds eseapin'
wou Cousin Gus. she greeted me wi
smile lust honey-frulted, ,,,
An kicked nine yards OF ory-eoouS 0N'
psnliu &c Nfarthv'd shuck my hand
she interjeuced her people, - .,,.
An, then they all sot down as stin as our
new Baptist steeple
co, ,vavl That pictur' puckered me Ike
eatin' green parsimmons, .h,
They seemed afeard an appetite might
dislocate their trimmin's'
An, when the walters fiunkeyed IN Do
stately-like and solemn, ,Xa 49,,
7 telt list like an icicle had stabbed my
spinal column
wall. thar they souped an oystered' ike
wax-fggers list repeatin
Tba Inoyements O some crank machine
that initiated eatin
TILL by and by, the walters "uA HUI
A.. - she uS knnt Marthy shouted: Josh!
a" viii YOU attend the kyarvin?"
7 swar to mani I felt as eff a HURRICANE
An, landed me in kingdom come; my
senses most forsook me;
Rut hearin' o. 'em litter, like, rlz up
An. snieIns knife an fork, sot in to in
quest that 'ere kyarcase
plvoted the game in place. an then
The fork keraopped an shie1 the bird,
That made me narvouser, an when 1
TUX another grapple. IL. ,,,,
I shot the greasy Les kerpHh ebih my
Adams apple.
That struck 'em funnier. OF course, than
old Josh Whitcombs playns,
An made me vow as I'd keep pace WIN
that ERE birds chassayin 5,
An startin' in agin with force the pesky
I shot Il of the plate pell-meli. ana over
turned the castor.
Wall. wall! At that their very souls with
laughter seemed unhingin,
An j war bout ten times as mad as any
An picSin' pp a water-jar, an well the
same sdJustin'.
I scattered that ungodly FOWL Just ike
pin-wheel Dustin.
Ceewhlllikens! then shimmerin' skirts
wuz chromoes with the slivers!
The gentry war kerliderscoped with stuf-
I'M, bones. and livers.
An when I made my egsit, sirs, the at
mosphere seemed murky
VIZ screams an cussory remarks an des-
siceted turkey.
4 amt a-blamin' Cousin Gus. but I'm the
notion gainin
Twas my Aunt Mhrthy's scheme to give
her guests some entertaining.
They got IT, sure enough. ant seems,
since now the matters stated,
Her neffy in the same TO some egstent
-MApE WHIPPLE.