The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1833-1916, 1906-11-30
SLOTH RULES HELICON HALL
FOUR TEN POUND TURKEYS VIC
TINS OF SINCLAIR COLONY.
No Work Done After Thanksgiving Dinner
IN which LentIIs We're Almost Chosen
as Piece de Resistance Children SWING
BU OF Fare Meeting for Bird.

dinner at Upton SlnClalrS SOOfalsJ SOlOny,
Helicon Hall. In the afternoon the con-
sequences were apparent. The December
like winds howled through a nine acre
solitude about the big hall. The professor
was not at his usual task OF trimming the
underbrush.
The landscape painter who holds the job
OF airing and washing Jack, the red Irish
setter, was of duty. Jack got of on his
travels unaccompanied.
To Judge from the temperature OF the
house the furnace man had quit stocking.
This was pretty bad, for Lewis had come
back from Yale on purpose TO stoke the
furnace over Thanksgiving. A few weeks
ago he quit the colony, being infor med
that it would be well for his standing with
the faculty TO attend lectures for awhile.
But when the holiday came he hurr ed
down to E~nglewOod on purpose to take
a whack at the job which he hopes to make
a life work. From early dawn until dinner
time he tended his furnace faithfully. 1t
was too bad that after that turkey dinner,
when the general activity fell of, he of all
men should consent to be led OF to the
billiard room.
yes. il is too bad" said Mr.. Sinclair
regretfully, "a he buttoned his coat over
the soft shirt and showed both hands into
MS DOCkeIE, " ~ W y AAN"'
In with us, I'm sure. He'll end by coming
back into the colony and settling down.
Mr.. Sinclair said that the shameful air OF
laziness about the place was due to the
turkeys entirely. The vegetarians of the
colony had wanted to have lentils for the
piece de resistance. The lentil, they said,
left the eater full of healthy energy, While
the turkey tended TO make him want TO SIT
around or talk or play billiards.
There would have been no turkey II the
children of the colony had not voted for
il in a body. There Is a meeting OF the
oolonists every week to decide what they
want to have TO eat the week following.
The dozen or 30 Of children do not usually
vote at these meetings, though there has
been some thought OF making them attend,
20 that when Johnnie said at breakfast, i
do want any cereal.. " the nurse could re-
mind him that he should have expressed
his antipathy on the occasion Of the previous
weekly meeting OF the bill of fare committee,
when he would have had ample opportunity
10 express his idiosyncracies.
But that is neither here nor there. johnnie
and the other nursery c~olonists were as
much interested as anybody in the Thanks
giving bill of fare, and it seemed only proper
that they should be allowed to vote for
once. They would probably eat as much
of the dinner as anybody else, so W by should
thew not have "a voice? No answer.
The children attended the bill of fare
meeting a week ago tonight. The spokes-
man OF the lentil advocates addressed
his arguments specially 20 the younger
hearers, adopting a pleasant conversational
vein that was sure TO hold the Juveniles.
Ladies and gentlemen and little Ones"
he began. "Once upon a time, long. long
ago, there was 10 meat trust. The people
all lived on lentils and other such nice
things"
giving2" asked one of the little girls quite
audibly.
The speaker did not heed the question
for the moment.
he went on, and as for turkey and such
things, they didn't bother with them at all.
Turkeys hadn't been discovered anyway.
Neither had Thanksgiving
He went on To tell the story Of Esau and
his reputed marked good taste in the way
of lentils. The little ones listened with
open eyes, thinking it was a fairy tale.
When it was through they asked, What
happened them" and How about the birth
right" and seemed rather disappointed.
The matter was put TO a vote, The older
folks were pretty evenly divided between
the king Of birds and the king Of beans.
But when the Juniors were called upon,
they spoke for ~turkey-turkey-turkey,"
and 80 on through the whole line.
There were four ten pound turkeys on
the table accordingly. Two were placed
to be carved before Upton Sinclair and two
before a we'll known newspaper man. Soon
everybody was busy and happy. The only
exception was a young woman from Rad
clife College known in the East for her
inherited skill at making home made pies.
She had a real grievance, When she joined
the colony she supposed that she would
be allowed to devote herself to the lifework
of turning out pumpkin and mince crea-
tons for the colony.
-But mince is too much like sausage
SAID Mr.. Sinclair. Sausage is no good.
Nv wasted sausage some myself. Any
way, pies are foolish. Nobody with any
intellect would eat the crust OF a pie. No.
No pies here. Onward and upward Is our
motto. How can any one go onwerd and
upward after anchoring himself with a slice
Of ,Pie2'
feast be mac without any crust. in the
form of a pudding. This was lone. At
dessert the children could be heard pleading
for Just another spoonful OF pie
1t was the turkey that brought trouble
upon Jack, the red setter. Jack is very
much of a colonist and a vegetarian by
principle, living almost wholly on dog bis
cult. One Of the ladies', pleased with the
flavor OF the turkey, offered q slice, OF it TO
Jack. He was very much offended, being
not only a vegetarian but a trained bird dog
who had been broken not TO eat any KIM
OF bird. He sneezed and ran from the room.
Nobody thought any more about 1t Tor the
time.
Mrs. Sinclair, who had been standing
with hands frantically squeezed together,
cried brsathlessly: 20, Upton! Jack has
him all through the house from the patio
20 the furnace. He must have felt offended
when they tried 70 make him eat: oh dear!'
My goodness" exclaimed Upton, as he
jumped up to follow her on her search out
Of doors.
AS he was making Tor the door, a man
said to be a Columbia professor, Caught
up with him. Sinclair" he cried. Sin
ciairl You've got to get busy. The fur
mace is going out in spite of all that three
OF us can do. We can't find Lewis any
where. It's that turkey has made him
neglectful.'
All right, old man" returned Mr.. Sin
clair. I'm going out and Ill send Hans
right down from up the road"
MRS. Vanderbilt DIMES BOYS.
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