Troy weekly news. (Troy, Idaho) 1897-1933, 1905-11-24
A Thanksgiving Dream
BY Gertrude Rodermond.
BY W. NJ. Herschell.

BY Gertrude R0dermOnd.
"I'm powerful glad to see that ar
light in the window-it's like the light
O. Heaven in this November drizzle,"
muttered the old New Highlander to him
self. stretching forth a hand scanned
with pillow wrestling, to extricate an UNI
brella twisted in some bushes.
Farmer Sloan had seen that light in
the window for the past two years, but
not until now had it's real significance
dawned upon him, and he sighed.
81 WISH" he unused aloud, that had
half the faith in that ar boy that Marthy
has Two years this Thanksgiving since
he went away, an Marthy-but pshaw!
all mothers are like that-still some
times it makes me little shaky-what
if should be mistaken after allF Now,
that thar CANDLE" gazing intently at the
speck of shining light becoming lighter
MS the distance diminished, lis thar for
Joseph l dreamed last night that ne
wuz home agin, an I swan I'd almost
forgive his getting off with the FOWL
money if he'd come back tomorrow
lust to reward the love back o that
ar light"
For a moment he took a mental sur
vey of the pies and buildings seen IN the
pantry in the morning, and wondered
why it was that Marthy had spent SO
much time in getting up the little cup
cakes no one ate but Joseph. he has
tened his tagging feet until he gained the
heights and entered the old colonial
kitchen. lighted by blazing walnut logs,
piled high in the huge fireplace
"Wall. this is comfort" and stepping
to the fireplace he dropped into high
backed rocker. Mother, mother!' he
called
SIS that you, fayther?" called CHEEKY
voice from an upper chamber.
! Before he could reply she ran lightly
down the stairs and was standing beside
him. A sigh of relief echoed through
y the warm kitchen, and he rose with al
. enthusiasm and agility that would hav
;, done credit to twenty-one. and folde'
the pretty, thrifty little housewife in hi
arms.
"Who's a-comin' tomorrow, motherF
: he asked.
e ELIZA; and many times my hear
Il would have broken but for her faith an
# cheering words, and this, in the face
the fact that her intended husband wa
O driven away as a thief upon her weddin
day, proves Joseph made no mistaS
when he decided to add daughter
& onr household. She will be here 4
u morrow, and have fixed up Joe's roo
IL for her"
d A shadow crossed the old mans fa'
@ as he razed intently at the fire. Aft
o. an interval of painful silence he ros
81 gave a weary yawn, then kissing Ma
=. tbv ON either cheek. slowly climbed Il
10 high narrow stairs and went to bed.
II Sitting alone in the freight, stranl
Id thoughts thronged that mothers min
is Two wears before there was a scene
be that very room she would fam forge
Farmer Sloan had entered the hous
r. calling TO her from the porch that
&C had laid the market money upon {
- kitchen table, and babe her take ca
y of II. She was busily carding wool
sy an outer room, and did not heed the co
es mend. Finally she assembled the sta
lie and going straight to the kitchen tai
Is, looked for the money, but not trace
ed ~ was visible. The kitchen door h
been left open-certainly by her husba
md she called impatiently to JOSEF
Who was dressing In an upper chamt
- IN take Eliza upon the last drive s
M vas 70 enjoy as miss Eliza" and thiI
ice inc he was playing one Of his child
III FRANKS upon her, she called in a 70
he unusually harsh. The young man ma
un ened to her, his eyes flashing fire.
he 'sMother, do you think 1 am
OIL again to tease you In this wayr
IN Before she could speak her husbs
hv threw wide the door and looking j
her paIlid face surmised the cause
-, roared: -,
eeo "Joe, hand out that money!
"Father, 1 swear before heaven
tnrr.baI mi
}. have not seen it"
ose The Old man strobe forward
o-asned his son by the collar.
anu 0"None O. that" he roared, "give
1tn that money, OF you leave this house
lec- ever. an that gal for whom you h
nts, stolen it will never darken these dooi
ted ooh, fayther, don'tv' shrieked the
? 3. rifed wife. Joseph never touched