Cameron County press. [volume] (Emporium, Cameron County, Pa.) 1866-1922, 1905-11-30

Maisie's sofa, Aunt Ruth fed up
stairs.
Isn't it funny?" mused Maisie.
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. | don't
like it,"
Il don't like it, either" said the
young man, in such a strange tone
that Maisie looked at him curiously.
We'll, | suppose I'd better go now
What would you like to have me bring
you the next time l Gomez"
Another Thanksgiving day. That's
what | want most" said Maisie with
wistful smile. Uncle John" sud
denly, who makes Thanksgiving
day?"
The governor, l suppose" answered
Uncle John. He issues a proclama-
tion every year.
"Oh, then" cried Maisie, Il know
what | want you to do. Write to the
governor and ask him to make an
ether Thanksgiving day for you and
Il think it would be better for you
to write it yourself" answered Uncle
John, and he brought her pencil anL
paper and sat by her to help spell the
words until the following bona lida
letter was produced in very crooked
printing:
Dear Governor: Please can we have an
other Thanksgiving day and have it next
week, / was sick and could not eat any
turkey or any good things. l amt very
big, but / ike turkey. Please let US have it,
Your friend,
"MAISIE L"
Then he put the letter into an en-
yelope, and showed Maisie how to III
rect it. But, Uncle John, | forgot to
say anything about YOU" said Maisia
"Oh, we'll" answered Uncle John,
hastily, Il wouldn't have you say any
thing about me on any account. That's
our secret, Maisie. You will keep ii.
wont you, and not tell anybody"
Yes" answered Maisie. Il 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 the
letter, and when Aunt Ruth came
DOWN as soon as the tall figure was
well out of sight, she proceeded -
keep the secret after the fashion of
little girls.
Uncle John and | have a secret,
Aunt Ruth" she said Aunt Ruth
flushed prettily. She always got red
cheeks, somehow, when Ucnle Johns
name was mentioned. But she held
aer head up proudly.
Il don't want to know it," she said.
You mustn't tell secrets, Maisie."
"Oh, no." answered Maisie "I
wouldn't tell a secret. It's about
thanksgiving. l didn't have any, ycu
know. and Uncle John says he dida't
have any. either"
Why not?" asked Aunt Ruth, with
ner eyes on the floor.
L don't know" said Maisie. Il
asked him il he had a stomach-acha,
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, Gun
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."
aI
and she must have meant il, for her
tone sounded a great deal happier
Then she was perfectly lovely to
Ma!sie for the rest Of the afternoon.
When papa came home from town
a day or two later, he had a quce~
look on his face. and very large and
peculiarly shaped express bundle In
bis arms
What In the world2" he said to
Naia.cs mamma as he exhibited il T.
hor. along with a large official lrtta-
stamped with The governors seal ana
addressed % Maisie And mamma aq-
swargj. Il can't imagine. I'm afraid
D give 70 tp her"
ThDu NaHle. who had almost re-
covered. came running up
.D-r-s M-1.i-u-ns" she SPELLED.
"WHg mamma. that's where { sent
ug ..ter tu the governor This must
aa ..O answer"
s-rs enough. when the letter anl