The Newport miner. [volume] (Newport, Wash.) 1899-current, 1907-11-29
Thanksgiving at .a
Lonesome Hollow


Seems awfully forlorn to eat a
Thanksgiving dinner all alone" said Mil
ly soberly, looking over at the young fell
low who sat mending harness strap be-
side the blazing hearth. II haven't the
heart to get up big dinner for just US
two"
Il don't see what else we can do. No
neighbors to invite except old Pete Sprat,
and he wouldn't come. We might send
him something by way of being neigh
borly." @'@s '@'.if+ ga = 9e-" -!
"And be turned away for our pains"
the woman laughed. ai2:Aw ~ .sI
you can't even go out on the high
ways and hedges and gather in strag-
glers like the ancient host of Bible fame.
Maybe 1t is just as well not to have all
the work of getting up a Thanksgiving
dinner, for it seems to me that you look
tired, Milly. What's the matter?"
Nothing, Jim l guess l need little
outing. III take run across the Hollow
and be back before supper"
Milly put on her cloak and went out
into the crisp autumn afternoon. The
woods were bare except for few torch
like flames of red which marked the pres
ence of an occasional gum tree. The sky
was clear, cold and pallid, tinged with a
greenish glow where the dark forests rim
med the far horizon. Not a sign of hui
man habitation was visible, and not q
steady tap-tap of woodpecker. The
loneliness oppressed Milly strangely. For
two years she had endured it in cheerful
silence, working patiently at whatever
her hand found to do in the rough little
shack which had gradually assumed a
coy, homelike appearance. They had
left the busy, grinding East in quest OF
health for her young husband, who was
slowly regaining his lost strength and
vigor in the bracing climate of Colorado,
which alone kept Milly's heart light and
hopeful, but in spite Of that joyful fact
she could not dispel shiver of loneliness
ter before them.
I'm getting morbid simply for the
want Of a little company" she said. as
she walked down the untraveled road in
the face of the crisp north wind. .sThat
will never do wou you, Milly Bennett. For
Jim's sake you mustn't give way to such
foolishness."
Suddenly Milly's ear caught the sound
Of chopping which seemed to come from
the Hollow beyond the divide. She turn
ed and made her way easily through the
leafess thicket, walking briskly over the
hill and down the opposite descent until
;c%i I'd
at the edge of natural clearing, she
came upon a party of travellers camped
beside a newly kindled fire, where a lean,
gaunt appearing fellow busted himself
with preparations for the evening meal
| They were eight in all, rough, un,Sempt
lot in leathern jackets and rusty boots.
Beside the cook lay a bag of -four, a
rasher of bacon and two jugs stopped with
corncobs
Milly stopped abruptly when she found
herself observed by the curious eyes Of
eight strangers, then changed her mind
and crossed the icy little brook and made
her way toward the fire. :' @<'S ~ . =
A big, black-whiskered man dropped
his arnful of horse feed and looked at her
piercingly. ''Lost?" he asked brusauely.
mo. live two miles up the divide. l
happened to hear you chopping, and stop
ped out of curiosity" F's' 7@' ~
The mans insstant gaze ANNOYED her.
but the forlorn, gaunt appearance of the
little group melted little throb t>e pity
and made her think gratefully of her own
cozy, cheerful little shack, with Jim wait
ing for her beside the glowing hearth. N $
II suppose you are simply camping here
for the night" she ventured, looking about
at the meager comforts of the camp.
"Well, no" answered the black proved
man. who impressed her at once as being
spokesman of the party. 1--WE came down
to prospect a bit. There's talk of gold
in this claim, and if it's worth our while
we may set up for week or two"
'Oh, then you'll be here over Thanks
giving, won't you? I'd like to have you
all take dinner with us tomorrow.
The man looked at his. fellows with a
curious smile, half questioning, half cred
ulous. Its rather unexpected he re-
marked humorously. 8a@1S
"Oh, we're all neighbors out here, YOU
know" Milly explained cordially. my
husband would be very glad to have you
viii uS' we dIe iIOu the EdSt ana
we're used to having company for Thanks
giving" 80
"Your husband is a prospector, too, 1
take it?' 49, 5..zG
oh, no. He came out here for his
health two years ago., when he was all
run down with overwork. We expect to
stay here until he's. quite. well..'' -
I'VE didn't notice any houses az we
passed along. Where do you live?
Two miles below here, on the Sunrise