The Monticellonian., 1905-11-30

Aalsie'S sofa, Aunt Ruth fed up= stairs
 Isn't it funny?" unused Maisia. Aunt Ruth used to just like to be where you were, and now she won't come at all. Every time she sees you. seems as if she ran away l don like il
 T don't like it. either. said inc young man, in such a strange t8ne that Maisie looked al him euriously. "WeH, I suppose I'd better go nov What would you like to have me b IS you the next time l come 29
 "Ahother Thanksgiving day That's what want most said Maisie. with wistful smile "Unele Joan.s sud aenly. who makes Thanksgiving day?"
 The sosernor. suppose. answered Uncle John He issues a Proelama= ton every year
 Oh then cried Maisie, T know xhat l want you 10 do Write to the governor and ask him to make an ether Thanksgiving day for you ami me; woat you. Uncle Tom2"
 s'I think it would be better for you 10 write it yourself . answered Cncle John and he brought her pencil ane paper and sat by her to help spell the words until the following bona ,ida letter was produced In very crooked printing:
 Dear Governor: Please can w have an other Thanksgiving day and have 1t next week. l vas sick and could not eat any turkey or any good things. l ain't very big, but ike turkey. Please let Us have it.
 Your fgtcHd.
 ''MAISIE ="
 Then he put the letter into an en- yelope, and showed Maisie how to Il- rect it. But, Uncle John, forgot to say anything about you" said Maisie
 Oh we'll answered Uncle John, hastily, T wouldn't have you say any thing about me on any account That's our secret, Maisie You will keep it. won't you. and not tell anybody"
 Yes. answered Maisie T won't tell anybody"
 But alas, Uncle John should have been more careful in specifying wha. particular point should be kept a secret, Maisie thought only of tue letter and when Aunt Ruth came coWn a. soon as the tall figure was well out of sight. she proceeded - ,eep tte secret after the fashion Of iIttle girls.
 "UneIe John and have q secret, Aunt Ruth she said Aunt Ruth flushed prettily. She always got rei cheeks, somehow. when Ucnle Johns name was mentioned But she held her head up proudly.
 II don't want to know it." she said You mustn't tell secrets. Maisie."
 "0h, no. answered MaiSie. q wouldn't tell a secret. It's about thanksgiving. I didn't have any. ycu know. and Uncle John says he dida't have any, either"
 Why not?" asked Aunt Ruth, with her eyes on the floor
 T don't know" said Maisie. "l asked him if he had a stomach-ache, and ne said no. it was a heart ache"
 oh, said Aunt Ruth, softly You might have asked him if he didn' | think other people had heart aches. too. You might have asked him why What else did he say. Maisie?"
 Not much" answered Maisie, cun- ningly keeping her secret He sail he didn't feel as if he ever would have a Thanksgiving again. He said he almost cried. Wasn't that funny for big, grown-up man?"
 Very funny" assented Aunt Ruth. and she must have meant it. for her tone sounded great deal happier Then she was perfectly lovely to Maisie for the rest of the afternoon.
 When papa came home from town a day or two later. he had a queer look cn his face, and a very large and peculiarly shaped express bundle in his arms.
 What in the world 2" he said to Maisic's mamma, as he exhibited it to her, along with large official lette~ stamped with the governors seal ard addressed to Maisie. And mamma an swered: T can't imagine I'm afraid to give it to her"
 Then Maisie. who had almost re- covered, came running up.
 "D-e-S M-o-i-n-e-s." she spelled Why. mamma. that's where sent my letter to the governor. This must be the answer
 Sure enough, when the letter snl