The Nezperce herald. (Nezperce, Idaho) 1900-1957, 1901-11-22

biil, his heart aweiling up, and he felt
more OF = man than ever
Lady" he said, as she set the food
before him--and he WAS as solemn ~
an owi-''the last thing my doctor says
TO me afore ! took this here tower for
me healt', was TO avoid rich sittals. I'm
obliged. but"
There's plain bread aud butter. SIR.
then" suggested Mrs. Daintry, with an
amused smile.
Twelve got = toothaehe, Thankee
ma am. but I've misfook my capacity.
| and"
Biz bottled. The widow stood looking
cnriousiy after him till his battered Inquire
disappeared beyond the FENCE.
"Perhaps-peshaps." she \ murmured
sadly, my boy IL like that to-day"
At 0 o'clock that night Mrs. Dsintry
heard a noise at the rear OF the bonSe.
She went TO the kitchen door. A man
wss prying up the pantry window. II
was her tramp visitor OF the afternoon.
Have you come 10 roby' exclaimed
she.
NO. ma'sm, have notr' promptly re-
sponded Hobo Bill. Il came TO bring
you = present-for your kindness to me
this p. m. I saw you had no tur-
key for Thanksgiving. ms'sm. 70 I've
brought you one"
Aud. sure enough. Hobo Bill swnnx his
left hand around. holding plump fowl
as ever graeed kings larier.
Nrs- Daintry WAS speechless. This
was more singular than the mans be-
hsvior OF the afternoon.
Il Was trying to sneak II into yer pan
try ~ = surprise. ms sm." suggested Bill.
persuasissly.
But | cannot accept itr' declared the
widow: that ia. without paying for T.
and have not the money 10 do that"
| Madam said Bill. with dignity; this
IL = Eist."
But how did ron. poor man. get itY'
Worked for II. msrm." lied Blu. I'M
biushinxly: ''cut two cords OF wood for
farmer. Had no money: paid me In
turks. -Four Of EN-. Gave the r~st away.
This IL the last There you are: Good
! evening. mArm."
Hobo Riil flashed away like 4 spirit.
leaving the assonlxh~d widow lost Ia more
CONSERVATION and bswiiderns~nt than
ever.
Mr.. Dsinsry thought = good deal over |
her strange gift Thanksgiving morning. |
She finally concluded she had better cook |
the turkey. hoping her errsi!c beaefse-
tor would b. along during the day to par
take Of IT,
She tried 20 be cbeerfui and thankful |
but many q tear fell by the time the
turkey Was cooked.
There came a tap 81 the rear door about
o'clock. The cook from the big house
stood on the step.
~oh. Mrs. Dsistry. excuse me. ms'an,-'
abe said. hut could you loan me little
cinnamon. They've run out, and
She stared at the Handsomely Drowned
fowl. done TO turr. for she knew the
bssi"~ asra-~.rspiex saperssDee OF the
last yess or two.
Certainly" assensed Mrs. Daiutry. al
ways accommodating. although she had
DO reason 10 favor the big house. or any
of liz inmates.
what nice turkey you've got" pnr-
sued the cook. We have none to-day"
-lndeedr' observed Mrs. Dalntry. in
surprise.
Yes. ms'am--is was stoleas''
Stolen" echoed the widow. with 4
start
And then she guessed all. AZ the cook
went ga 10 t.il a.~ sae discovery Q
theft had come too late that morning to
admit Of securing another fowl
Mrs paintry acted just and honest
psrs-shc insisted that the cook transfer
the roasted fowl TO III. table OF the big !
house.
Then she SAT down TO her humble meal. 7,
smiling. despite herself. at the quaint
happenings OF this queer Thanksgiving
day.
There came a knock at the door about
Iw. 40 er~thr front anof this Fin,e \
Mrs. Dainiry drew hack with 4 tremor I
~ she answered the summons. her visitor :
was the iron-gray. stern -soulrd old own r
~ OF the great house adjoining.
"Eunice." he said. extending his hand. b
\ want you to come home with me-" 81
"Brothcr!" painted the widow. G
Yes, Eunicc, haven't We had enough 4
u snifnosltics for the past two years. you c
md tY'
Edward. have cherished pone.' r
Then. my ridiculous temper Il to
'Isme.'' said Mr.. Aylner In 4 rapid. A
bsmcfsccd war. when I heard the
tory Of that turkcy--when I once more v
at down to n meal rcniindfui OF the old =,
sys~-ah. sister. yon were always the
ook Of cooks he said. trying to pass on =.
really serious occasion with 4 smile
| say. let II all end! I've been thinking v
over. ! was In the wrong; I was too
srsh to ron. Your boy misbchavex. and &
chidcd. You chung to him. aud I put :.
y that fence, aud shut you out Of sight .
nd heart. and-~forrive me. Eunice,
'ome over to the old home. and give II
rightful mistressr'
And II Wilbur should ever rcturn---"
"Repcntsntl Reformed III 60 back :
a my word and try him once more"