Connecticut western news., 1899-11-30

professor starts out through the cold, uncertain sunlight that shines. fltfully through the rifts of hurrying, wind swept clouds, and, basket on arm, finds his way to Thomas Altick's elegant home. He rings and is admitted.
 Good morning Uncle Job. Any thing can do for you this morninR?'
 "No, Thomas, thank you. It's some- thing want to do for you. l ohanced to remember it was Thanksgiving-vory odd indeed, my remembering it--and I bought you turkey. Will you have it, 1 Thomas?" and out comes the old gentle- mans sad little specimen of the genus meloagris gallopavo
 It is too much for Tom Altiok With a laugh that fetches Mrs. Tom quickly from an adjoining room and provokes her to join in its hearty roulades he declines the poor fowl with thanks with a sarcasm yelled so lightly that tho ugly features of rude and insolent mature shine full upon poor Uncle Job
 Quietly he replaces the turkey within the basket, quietly he takes his hat and gloves, and as quietly, with a brief "good day" he leaves the house of his nephew Thomas
 As for Richard Altick, he "roars smain" and has the turkey he has pur- chased for his own dinner brought up into the very parlor that he may place it in "odious comparison" beside the small fry in Uncle Jobs basket. Again rebuffed. the old gentleman bids Mra Dick and her laughing husband good day and finds his way to the house of the youngest of his three nephewa
 It is the same thing over again, save that Henry Altiok's refusal to accept the wizened bird is more politely yelled Gentle Mrs. Harry even makes furtive little signs of acceptance to her oour- toous husband, but that individual seoretly enjoying tho oomioal sido of the affair too much to notice tho per force stealthy signals of his wife, ale lows poor Uncle Job to take his wares to other marts.
 Through Nan's kitchen door comes the sweet sound of her singing. Plan tagenet has found new position, Un- ole Job has given them "fiver" Co start on, little fat turkey is on tho table before her, awaiting its fragrant dressing, and life has seemed brighter this Thanksgiving morning than for many day. So she sings with n heart growing lighter at each merry measure and her song reaches Uncle Job, who stands knocking outside the door.
 "Why, Uncle Job, how nice of youi And you've come to take dinner with us. haven't youf Did you moot Planti Nof He went to fetch you over half an hour ago. Let me have your basket and your hat and your Rloves-thereW
 Thank you, my niece. think I'll stay. It all depends, though.
 "And how docs 'Paradoxides reaaini' get on, sirf'
 "Famously, Mrs Nan-famouslyl shall yet live 10 show old Herr von Leimstein that what ho chooses to call musohelkalk of the triassio period is nothing upon earth--or in earth, sup pose l should say-but polite of the turassiol" ...
 "lndeed, sir. We'll, I'm glad I'm not in the mussel shell statc of evolution. and l am also glad that you have oome to dinner, dear professor.
 Honestly gladH'
 Honestly glad.
 "Glad enough to aooept this little turkey as an addition to your repastf''
 "oh. Uncle Job, how lovely of youl Why. what feast we'll have. to be surel I'm awfully hungry. and I'll con. fess to you now, sir, that relt as 1T could eat the entire turkey Plant brought home myself l wouldn't tell him the whole truth, but I was afraid he'd find 1t out by my gnawing the bonoa But now we're all fixed for a Luxurious TO. past, and, oh, Uncle Job, don't you want to chop up this onion for mel I'm so tired of weeping, and onions always affect me so deeply"
 "Tears have forgotten the way to my eyes. Give me the chopper"
 "There's the bowl. and thcre's-- Plant"
 "'Tisn't fair, " smiles the newcomer, holding out his hands to tho grateful warmth of the little kitchen stove You TO witch. Upon which particu. lar broomstiok did you fetoh him in my absence, Nan7'
 "A turkey brought him. Sec, hero it is, twin to ours. and just in time to Do stuffed. V
 "Hooray for us--a tandem teami To be strictly candid, Nan, meant to cat the turkey brought home all myself Now you can have taste. Four drum sticksl Uncle Job. If do have woak- ness for anything besides Nan it's"--
 Whats thisi Plant-look-look-- looki"
 
 Louder than her cries of wonderment is the noisy downfall of the strange con. tents of that little turkey. Silver disks chatter and jingle and ohink upon the pine table over the eohoing tinwaro, the iron pans, the dough board. the floor itself and, as if demented with their sudden liberty, the big round coins go rolling of into this corner, that corner. under table, chair and stovel .
 How many broad silver dollars that gaunt fowl holds the astonished young people cannot tell. but to their widely opened eyes it seems little fortune. and Uncle Job thinks himself amply TO. paid when two happy children kneel beside him and fall to caressinR him as they weep, and the toars are not born of the chopped onions in his lap-they are bona fide tears of pure joy.
 And afterward, when it comes Co pass that the profits that accrue from the enormous sales of the new textbook arc all made over to the little bride and Mrs. Nan is accounted almost as wealthy as the regretted Gwendolin, Mrs Tom allows John to turn the horses noses toward tho five roomed cottage Co which in addition is being built for Uncle Jobs especial use. and in her 0oDtlo naugnter-in. law 's little test room cats humble pic very prettily, leaving n message for her son that, to him, brings heaven itself into the dining room, when at dusk, through the sweet air of a budding spring ho comes and takos bis place at the supper table opposite