West Virginia argus. [volume] (Kingwood, W. Va.) 1877-1946, 1914-11-26

P0LLYS THANKSGIVING
How a Little Girl Got a Holiday
All For Her Very Own.


~ china blue eyes. that were for.
ever seeing something TO won
der about. aud her round. red cheeks
that always grew redder when any
body spoke TO her. and her crinkly
faxen hair. that never would stay In
place. Such queer dumping OF n
Polly!
All the same. she liked nice things to
eat as well as any one could. and
when once upon time somebody gave
her the measles just In season for
Thanksgiving day she felt dreadfu.
about IL aud cried as hard as she knew
how because she couldn't nave any
turkey nor pudding nor mince pie 70.
dinner-nothing ut all but oatmea,
Cruel.
But crying didn't help the measles n
mite. as. OF course. Polly knew IL
wouldn't Bui she couldn't have help
cd crying if Sue wanted TO, and she
didn't want to-
Most anybody II cried. | wouldn't
wonder" she said a day or two after.
when the measles had begun 10 70
away again. mot To have mite OF any
Thanksgiving for dlnner--no any pie.
not any cranb'ry sauce. not nny-oh
dear"
well, WE'LL said pollys mother.
laughing IL guess wen have 10 have
another Thanksgiving day right on"
"Oh. can wer" cried Polly. brighten.
ing up.
"Not unless the governor SAYS So"
N l..... -,
The governor makes Thanksgiving
days. Polyanthus."
where does he live?' asked Polly.
with an earnestness that was funny
Everybody laughed
AT the capital" said Polly's Uncle
Ben Davis "Do you know where
that is?"
81 guess | do" said Polly, and she
asked no more questions.
But what do you guess this funny
Polly did? BY and by. when she felt
quite like herself again. she borrowed
pencil and paper and shut herself up
I'm her own little room and wrote n
letter thnt looked little queer. It's
true. hut still made her wishes known:
DeRe Mister GUNNER viii you
Please Make AnoTIIeR THANKsGlV-
ING DAY he Caws | had THE MEESLES
the Last One. Polly Pinkham.
Then she folded the letter and put II
In an envelope and sealed 10 and took
2 cents ont or her bank for the post.
age and ran away ms fast M she could
run.
Mr.. Wiley kept the postofiice. and
n he himself had been behind the
glass boxes that day I don't believe
Polly's letter would ever have gone
out OF Tinkerville. But Mr.. Wllley's
niece was there. She read the address
on the envelope Polly handed I'm. and
her eyes danced. 1t looked so funny:
Mister GuvNER. AT tho CAPITLE
One or two questions brought ont the
whole story.
THE governor shall have your let
ter, Polly" foguish Miss Molly snid
as she stamped IL and postmarkcd IL.
And so he did for. not quite n week
later. n letter came I'm tile mnIl for
Polly-a great white letter with pic.
ture In one corner that made Polly's
father open his eyes.
why. it's the states arms" snld he
What under the sun
But | think he suspected Oh. how
red Polly checks were and how her
small fingers trembed when she tore
open her letter! IL was printed so that
she could read Il herself. all but the
long words:
Dear Miss Polly Your letter received. 4
am very sorry you were so III as not TO be
able to eat any Thanksgiving dinner n
was quite too bad ! hereby appoint n
special Thanksgiving day for you-next
Thursday. Dec 9-which | trust may be
kept with due form Your friend ana
wellwisher. ANDREW COLBURN
"oh. on. OH" said Polly. hopping on
one foot "Will you. mother? Oh
mother will you? I wrote 10 him my
self. Oh. I'm so glad"'
did you ever cried Polly's moth.
er. why. Polly Pinkham But Poi.
ly's father slapped his knee and
laughed
Good for Governor Colburn. ri
vote for him as long ms he wants
vote. And Polly shall have n spccini
Thanksgiving worth telling Of. so she
shall"
And so she did have. the very best
she ever remembered. A. G. Stoddard
in Youths Companion