Edgefield advertiser. [volume] (Edgefield, S.C.) 1836-current, 1909-11-17
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Elvira Amanda was to be exactly
seven years old on Thanksgiving Day,
ION November the twenty-seventh,
nineteen hundred and two, and she
had been invited to spend this double
holiday with, her Grandmother
Amanda. In point of fact, Elvira
Amanda had already been at Grand
mother Amanda's two days.
Elivra Amanda was named for both
her grandmotbers, and Grandmother
ElYira was coming to be with them
at Grandmother Amanda's house on
Thursday. The grandmothers took
turns wiz Elvira Amanda's birth
days. One year Grandmother Amanda
would make the feast and invite the
grandchild, and the next year Grand
mother ElFira would do the inviting
and the entertaining.
Since her arriyal-for her birthday
was always a week-long holiday
little Elyira Amanda k.ad spent a good
deal Of her time in the big kitchen.
Melissa, the cook. was delightfully."-
.pusy, flying about ara Juggling pots
and pans to and and had so many
different things in preparation for
steaming and roasting, baking and
frying, that the little guest-of-honor
sometimes felt her head whirl, and
didn't see how Melissa could possibly
serve the Thanksgiving dinner
straight and orderly; and, when
thanksgiving eve finally came, she
was so tired and excited she couldn't
go to sleep.
So Grandmother Amanda came up
sstairs and sat down by the bed to
read to her. Grandmother Amanda
didn't possess many children's books,
but at last she found the little old
Cinderella primer she used to love
when a child hessalf. "a very suita-
BILE story for Thanksgiving" she
thought with the pumpkin coach
and all!
GraEasotherAmand began to read,
enjoying the story ever so much her
self as she went on; but her little
granddaughter didn't hear the endtof
ssthe tale, for suddenly, after a time,
her attention was called away by
some one speaking to her under the
window.
@Elyira Amanda! Amanda Elvira!'
She jumped out Of bed, and ran to
look out, and there in the garden,
standing under the old sweeting tree,
was a little rosy-cheeked boy in a cap
an6 ulster, looking up at the window.
Hurry and dress!" he called, "for
] Lave come to take you to your
Grandmother Amanda's to eat your
birthday dinner! You will have to
make haste!!"
Why, / am at her house now!"
said little Elvira Amanda.
sob, no, you aren't. You are out
In the country
Elyira Amanda leaned out of the
window and looked. Sure enough, it
wasn't Grandmother Amanda's little
prim village garden. There were no
other houses in sight. Broad fields
stretched away as far as she could
see, and near the house was an
orchard and some barns. She GER
tainly was not at Grandmother
Amanda's house.
you'll have to hurry" called the
rosy-cheeked boy, "or 1 mayn't get
you there in time. Come down to the
gate whom you're ready. l must go
Back and see to my horse" And
away he walked astfast as he could
go. Elyira Amanda put on her cape
coat and her warm red-riding-hood,
and tucked in her curls as neatly as
possible, and ran down stairs to the
front door and down to the gate.
There stood the ro~sy-cheeked hoy,
reins in hand, beside a beautiful
pumpkin coach, and harnessed to the
coach was a magnificent turkey-a
grand gobbler.
Shall l get in?7 asked she, hardly
ghowing what she was expected to do.
Why, of course said the coach
man. and they both stepped in; and
then he spoke to the turkey, and the
turkey answered, "Gobble. gobbie.
sir, = and away they rolled.
1t was rough riding. az there were
seemingly many stones in the frozen
road; and their steed went sc fast
that he made these stones fly all
about, and some few up into the
coach, but didn't seem to do any
harm, however.
The Widows, Dinner. on Thanksgiving
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