The Princeton union. [volume] (Princeton, Minn.) 1876-1976, 1894-11-29
Sarah D. Hobart.

thought Of calling Rowena aunt. But
Abigail Henderson was mistress in the
house and on the farm. Everything,
from the least to the greatest, yielded
unquesdoning obedience to her mild
authority, with the exception Of one old
turkey. That bird had ideas of her
own about seeking nest and rear
ing her young, and passed with silent
contempt the snug places her mistress
pr vided for her. Other turkeys might
be beguiled into sheds or convenient
fence corners, not she. Only last spring
she had eluded the vigilance of Abigail,
RoweEa and the hired man, and stolen
her nest in Deacon Shipman's pasture
half a mile away. ~.
"As IT," said Aunt Abigail, when,
after long search, she carried the an
CRY turkey home, I'VE hadn't q good
home an must CAD Off to the neighbors.
never see such fool I'll look arter
We next year, see if don't"
All the morning Aunt Abigail was
busy getting ready for the company.
'Dear me,' she said, In the midst Of
the mixing, IT amt seen the old tur-
key lately, an it's time fur her to 20 to
setn'. I'll send Rowena to look fur
her"
But her hands were in the dough
and Rowena was busting the front
room; so the turkey was forgotten.
Two o'clock brought the company, and
the afternoon was spent in visiting
Once, indeed, at tea time, Aunt Abigail
thought of the missing turkey, but there
was no time to look for her then, and
again the subject was forgotten. Sup
| per was over. Brother William and
his good wife were gone and Rowena
rose to light Mrs. Simpson to the
spare bedroom.
Il think you'll find everything COM
| Portable" she said, sitting the candle
on the bureau; "but If you want any
thing In the night, just call Abigail"
Aunt Mary Simpson was an old lady
| In poor health. She was tired and
soon fell asleep Some time near mid
| night she awoke and was unable to
sleep again. The night was warm,
and growing restless she began to toss
about, when from beneath her came a
sharp voice, quit" She lay still and
listened. All was silent as the grave.
Il must been dreamin'," she said to
herself and tried to go to sleep, but in
vain. Again she tossed restlessly
| 0uOut uuu *dSdlu Cdme Tie mysterious
voice; saying only one word, quit
The old lady lay stfll in utter conster-
nation. Who could it be that address
ed her In such an i'll hammered fashion.
She listened intently. No sound came
from out the darkness. Her first Inn
preston was that she had better call
Abigail, but second thought changed
her mind. who's goin' to hurt me
anyhow" she said to herself
Good old soul, she had clear con.
science, and It would have taken an
earthquake to alarm her. After awhile
she fell asleep and the sun was shining
when she awoke. Aunt Mary arose
hastily and looked about. Nothing I'M
usual was to be seen. She raised the
curtain and looked under the bed
There, nesting her speckled eggs in 8
basket Of patchwork, sat the missing
turkey. is
/ Law" said Aunt Mary. why didn'l
We say who We was, thought yer voice
sounded nat'ral." The turkey answer
ed, quit" 'But I might a knowu
it. The idee Of anybody livin' on 8
farm all their days an then get sciar,
at turkey hen. ! won't say word