Wauwatosa news. [volume] (Wauwatosa, Wis.) 1900-1948, 1905-12-09

, frightened eorrespondingly.
"Of course, Miss Belle, Tom and | will
help you, and you needn't fear for one
minute that Wen mind the trouble
Wen take down the bed an that old
dining table that Mis- Judge Giffin gave
me II stretch clear across the two rooms,
but | amt got table cloth long enough.
Don't you mind the table cloth, Aunt
Ann. That is included in the provisions
Every one of us girls wants to furnish
something and we must think of enough
| things to 90 around. You see our teach
er, Mr. Mathews, has promised the tur-
keys, and you know job Simons, who
/ works all around, well, he hasn't any
home and We'll invite HIM in and he can
do the carving"
Then Aunt Ann and the two girls set.
tied down into the longest consultation
over everything needed for the dinner
| How the old lady did enjoy it! Why,
she hadn't had anything to do with such
dinner in all her life before, and Belle
felt the tears slowly gather in her own
eyes as Aunt Ann placed her wrinkled
hand upon her head, while with the other
hand she drew Alice to her and said in
parting, God bless you, dear girls, you're
!
! dens and so fulfill the law of Christ"
That night Belle dreamed of a great
palace filled with the poor the halt, the
MANNED the blind, and in their midst
stood "One like unto the Son of God r
and his han. was placed in blessing upon
her head while he said: "Inasmuch as
We did it unto the least of these, We did
| it unto me-"
/ h. l.
preparations for that Thanksgiving din
ner. Belle and the other girls had never
in all their lives been so busy before
Mr.. Mathews had selected the two finest
turkeys to be found in the market and
they were Drowned to a turn and there
was golden squash and red, red cram
| iely, and pickles. and rolls, and pies, and
nuts, and fruit, until the table was so
loaded that it was hard to find room for
! the pepper and salt.
| The rooms had been made beautiful
with pots of chrysanthemums and scar
let geraniums, and the girls had prepared
a surprise for Aunt Ann in the dearest
little gilt cage with pale yellow canary
in it, which they hung from the ceiling
right in the center of the table Every
straight chair in the old palace had
been borrowed for the occasion and
new delight was AUS given the guests
as they felt that he had part in the
| furnishing for the entertainment.
! At last tiny bell tinkied through the
| palace" and the girls stood in a row by
the wall waiting for their guests to file
! in. There they come, old Mr.. Robinson
leading the way and poor crippled Sarah
| Flint bringing up the rear.
The table had been stretched to its
utmost dimepsicns ana by little crowd
| ing everybody sat down with strong Job
him, one turkey back to the other But
before he began to carve old Toms quay
ering voice was heard giving thanks unto
, the .-vlu.
One little Doane child fell from her
chair during the blessing but her thank
! fulness was none the less revealed by
the number of times she emptied her
plate and the girls carried it up to be
replenished. Not one thought did they
give to the dinners being served in each
one of their homes. Belle, with a radi-
ant face, kept them in perfect gale on
laughter as she reported the funny say
ings to be heard ON both sides of the
table.
But the happiest person of all was
Aunt Ann. She felt that she and Tom
were reany giving the dinner, and the
| Joy in being a hostess once more pene-
tratel every fiber OF her being
by the time the nuts were reached
every tongue was Embossed and even silent
old Mr.. Robinson told tales of his boyish
Thanksgiving days on the old New Eng
land farm. Into crippled Sarah Flint's
face came a new expression, and speaking
softly to Tom Dan1urth, she said. 81
haven't tasted turkey since mother died.
How glad she must be today up in
heaven,"
well, ] dunno as to that" said the
old man, but | do know that it makes
earth a sight brighter to have little of
heavens spirit in it." Then turning to
the girls he asked them if they wouldn't
please sing just one piece for the COM
pany. Belle nodded her head, and after
a moments consultation with the Others
her voice rang out clear and sweet in
Shall we gather at the river,
Where bright angel feet have trod?
With its crystal tide forever
Flowing by the throne of God
Voice after voice joined in and when
they sang
Ere we reach the smiling river,
Lay we every burden down,
silent old Mr.. Robinson shouted "Amen!"
Thirty years have passed since that
Thanksgiving day in the old palace"
1t has long since fallen into decay and
fine poorhouse now stands in the Coan-
ty of Rock, but Belle Rosebush, today
with children of her own, has never for
gotten that Thanksgiving dinner that
made her see that her heavenly Father
had something for her to do in his world,
and called her to come to him to be
taught the lessons that would give to her
the abundant life which the Lord Jesus
Christ came into the world to give to all.
Edith Smith Davis in Northwestern
Advocate