Adams County news. [volume] (Ritzville, Wash.) 1898-1906, 1899-11-22

But her interest was aroused when Job
came in on Thanksgiving morning, and
informed Miss Podd that the young COB
bier was not to be found.
1--WE looked high and low for i'm,
ma'am; an he amt to be found nowheres.
I've my s'picions where he went"
you have? Well, why don't you come
out an say what you think" asked Miss
Podd irritably.
Il think he was stolen, ma'am."
ut looks like it," said Miss Podd.
"An' I've my s'picions who stole i'm"
"WhoT"
well, met that oldest boy of the
Widow Deane's in the woods near your
barn last evening just at dusk an he had
white an black turkey gobbler slung
over his shoulders. He made off mighty
fast when he saw me. never thought
anything about it until come to look up
your turkey this morning, and couldn't
find him."
And you amt seen my turkey since
you saw Joe Deane with a gobbler like
mine on his back?"
mo, ma'am. The last saw of your
turkey was about 4 o'clock yesterday at
ternoon when l see i'm goin' out toward
the timber back O. the barn. It's my
opinion that the Deane boy swiped that
gobbler."
Miss Podd was in just the right mood
to be easily led to this same conclusion,
and her wrath knew no bounds when she
had finally decided that Job was correct
in his surmse.
yes" she said finally, that boy nab.
bed my turkey, an he probably did it out
Of pure spite. But then he had great
uncle on the Deane side who was once
arrested for stealin' an the failin' has
prob'ly cropped out in Thyrzas children.
But she'll wish she'd raised 'em better
fore night. l amt crossed her doorstep
for most six years, but I'll cross it to.
| day an tell her to her face what 1 think
Of this performance. I'll tell her some.
thing thatll make that turkey taste
mighty bitter in her mouth, now see if
don'tp'
1t was a raw, cold and sunless day
Miss Podd's anger had made her forget
that she was not feeling well, and soor
after noon she set forth from her own
snug and pretty home to visit the fai
from attractive and comfortable home il
which her cousin lived.
There had no money for repairs OF
any kind on the Deane place and Mis-.
Podd relented a very little bit as she
noted the forlorn aspect Of the place. Blu
she was determined to carry through
what she had undertaken. 1t was unlike
the Podds to swerve from any fixed res
olution, and Miss Podds face wore @
hard, grim, resolute look as she knocked
at the Deane's back door.
"I'll face 'em when they're In the very
act Of eatin' my turkey" she had said tc
Job. "Pll make that turkey change from
sweet to bitter In their mouths"
| Someone called out "Come in" and
Miss Podd entered the Deane kitchen
| just as Mrs. Deane and her five children
had seated themselves at table or
which there was no sign of turkey OF OF
a Thanksgiving feast Of any kind. A
plate of corned beef and dish of boiled
potatoes were the chief dishes on the tn
BILE. Mrs. Deane's surprise when she saw
who her caller was was manifest in hel
face.
"Why-Cousin Phoebew she said.
Miss Podd's sharp eyes took in at
glance the poorly spread table and til,
air Of poverty the interior of the house
presented, and her first words were:
| "Well, Thyrza Deane, is this the best