The Grenada sentinel. [volume] (Grenada, Miss.) 1868-1955, 1905-11-25

Maisie'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 a. 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 c~uriously.
We'll, l 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 l want most" said Maisie. with
denly. who makes Thanksgiving
day."
The governor, 1 suppose" answered
Uncle John. He issues a proclama-
ton every year."
ooh, then" cried Maisie, Il know
what l want you to do. Write to the
governor and ask him to make an
ether Thanksgiving day for you and
mo; won't you, Uncle Tom?"
II think 1t would be better for you
TO write it yourself" answered Uncle
,lClin, and he brought her pencil and
words until the following bona ido
letter was produced in very crooked
printing:
Dear Governor: Please can we have an
other Thanksgiving day and have it next
week. l was sick and could not eat any
turkey or any good things. l amt very
big, but l like turkey. Please let us have it.
Your friend,
"MAISIE Z"
Then he put the letter into an en-
velope, and showed Maisie how to ii
rect it. But, Uncle John, l forgot to
say anything about YOU" said Maisic.
ooh, WE'LL" answered Uncle John,
hastily, Il wouldn't have you say any
thing about me on any account. That's
OFT secret, Maisie. You will keep il.
won't you, and not tell anybody"
Yes" answered Maisie. Il won't
tell anybody"
But alas! Uncle John should have
been more careful in specifying what
particular point should be kept a
secr6t. Maisie thought only of the
le:tur, and when Aunt Ruth came
Gcwn as soon as the tall figure was
well out of sight, she proceeded -
keep the secret after the fashion of
little girls.
"Jncle John and l 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
her head up proudly.
81 DON'T want to know it," she said.
you mustn't tell secrets, Maisie."
ooh, no." answered Maisie. 81
VIC lldn't tell a secret. It's about
thanksgiving. l didn't have any, you
know, and Uncle John says he didn't
hay any, either"
why not?" asked Aunt Ruth, with
her eyes on the floor.
II don't know" said Maisie. 81
ash ed him if he had a stomach-ache,
ard ne said no., it was a heart ache"
oh" said Aunt Ruth, softly. You
might have asked him if he didn'l
think other people had heart-aches.
too You might have asked him why
What else did he say, Maisie?"
"Not much" answered Ma,s.e, Gun
ninsly keeping her secret. HE sail
he didn't feel as if he ever would have
a Thanksgiving again. He said no
almost cried. Wasn't that funny for
a big, grown-up MANI"
Every funny" asserted Aunt Ruth,
ard she must have meant it, for her
tone sounded a great deal happier.
Then she was perfectly lovely to
Ma.sie for tho rest of the afternoon.
When papa came home from town
a day or two later, he had a queer
look Gu his face, and a very large and
peculiarly shaped express bundle in
his arms. !
What in the world?" he said to
Maisic's mamma, as he exhibited it to
her, along with a large official Letter
stamped with the governors seal and
addressed to Maisie. And mamma an
swered: 81 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 l sent
my letter to the governor. This must
be the answer"
Sure enough. when the letter AMI |