Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1902-11-29
Two Thanksgiving Stories.

THANKSGIVING morning aawned cold and
windy. and it was showing. The water
in the river was frdzeng Grandpa Hall
lived on thriving little farm Just across
the river Mamma ana papa had promised
to take us over there to spend Thanksgiv-
ing day. We left home in big sleigh,
drawn by two gray horses When we
reached the river brother John put on his
ice skates, buttoned up his big fur coat and
went sailing across the river
At last we reached the farm. Grandpa
was at the gate to meet us. The first
thing little Bessie said was "Oh! Grandpa
Hall, did you kill that old turkey gobbler
that chased me last summer"
Never mind Bessie, you just take a
peep in grandmas closet" By this time
we were at the door. Grandma was there
waiting to receive us. Charles and Bessie,
the twins, did take a peep in grandma S
closet, and what do you think they saw.
They saw a very large turkey filled with
candies, nuts, oranges and apples, and the
breast was covered with cranberries.
Grandpa took us in the sitting room and
told US some very Interesting stories about
the first Thanksgiving which his grandpa
had told him. Grandma and mama were
busy in the kitchen getting dinner AT last
we were summoned to dinner There was
chicken soup, roasted turkey, salad, pota-
toes, cranberry sauce, apple, pumpkin and
mince meat peieS, fruit cake and plum pud-
ding. Just as we were about finished din
ner We heard shrill cry. We all ran to
the window and out in the yard, strutting
up and down. was a turkey gobbler. ''Bes-
sic will eat you yet, Mr.. Gobbler said
grandpa, and sure enough Bessie did eat
him. Grandpa and Grandma Hall came
over to the city and spent Christmas with
us and they brought the turkey:
Dear Aunt Dorothy: The wini was blowing
hard one very cold Thanksgiving morning
as little Virginia rode along the country
rode in her pony cart with her mother.
When they turned into her yard she heard
the cry of little girl who had fallen on
the bricks. "Oh! mother" Virginia cried,
"she has hurt herself and OH she looks so
hungry" In a moment they both were out
of the cart and the mother had the little
one in her arms carrying her in the house.
What a grand Thanksgiving treat this was
for the poor, ragged little girl, whose home
was dark, cold shed. You Shall have
lots of things to eat" said little Virginia,
land more to take home to your sick
mother
How the little face frightened at Virgin
la s kind words, for now she was warm and
comfortable, seated in a big arm chair by
the fire in the library Just then the dinner
bell rang, which called them all to big
turkey dinner. Beside Virginia's dainty lit
tie plate was placed another This place
is for you, Mary said Virginia, for you
are to sit right next to me-" Ny how she
enjoyed the turkey, sauerkraut, cranberry
sauce potatoes, mince pie, plum pudding
and many other good things to eat. When
she had finished she was taken home in the
pony cart by Virginia and her mother, with
great big basket filed with lots of good
things to eat.
What happiness that great big basket
brought with it into that sick mother s
heart, for she was sick from hunger. Don't
you think little Virginia.s day was happy
one. because of the gIadness that she gave
to little Mary and her mother.
Very sincerely, your friend,
HELEN, II years.