The Meridian times. (Meridian, Idaho) 1909-1938, 1914-11-20

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Besides, am far too modest to boast
of myself
So / had Gwendolyn read compo-
sition on "The First Thanksgiving, in
which she told all about the hard
ships of the poor Pilgrims who came
over % the Maybell with Lord Balti-
more to Plymouth, and how they sat
down to their first Thanksgiving din
ner of hominy and Goldfish balls, and
gave thanks because they hadn't been
scalped OF burned as witches.
Then Wood had her bind every state
In the Union and tell what time it is
in the Scandalous peninsula when it
Is six o'clock here. Then she showed
all of her beautiful sketches and
played several duets on the piano. She
Is Mr.. Boguslatchkey's favorite pupil,
and he often tells me that she win be
a perfect tyro when she grows up.
Just then, the "tocsin of the soul, the
dinner bell" rang and we had to
evade the rest of the program. was
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awfully bored Ahen Woods sister
asked Harold to recite-my, my, how
she does love to show him off!
We had lovely meal. Nora GER
tainly is a fine cook even If she is
Irish had her mix the mincemeat
with strong tea and cane pepper in.
stead of wicked things like cider and
brandy, and the pies were delicious.
Everything was. Nora hasn't quit
talking about her fine cooking that
day yet. That's one trouble with the
Irish, they are so boastful! I firmly
believe 1t is the reason that julius
Caesar, when he conquered Ireland,
christened it "Erin-go-Brag," don't
you?
Beg pardon? Well, the dinner had
passed off beautifully Wood had kept
the table in roar-you know what
delightful bon mot he Island had
carved the turkey just like surgeon.
But first must tell you about Harold.
The little wretch, instead of peeling
his banana into strips and laying them
carefully on the table like Gwendolyn,
turned his skin back and. after eating
the fruit out of it in two bites, threw
1t under the table. He said afterwards
1t slipped off his plate. At any rate it
fell right at Woods feet
Poor Wood! He had on some new
shoes without any heels-he didn't
want to buy them in the first place,
but ! begged him to. because / love
him to be the observed of all observ-
ers and Lave a moldy form, as my be-
Owed Shakespeare would say-and he
wasn't used to them, so that when he
got up to leave the table he slipped
On the peel.
Ours is an extension table with ball |
gearing rollers. and when he grasped |
the edge OF 1t to save himself from |
falling, alas, alas, it parted in the
middle and all the combustibles of the |
Inner were participated onto the |
floor and Wood fell backwards on top
ot his chair with the most violent en- |
phasis.
Poor boy! He had been telling
stsSSuoii otOiy anu HdQ Deen using Sucn /
shocking paraphrases as damned the
cushion" "swatted the sphere" "clat.
cred across the pan" and "iented the
platter" Don't you think it was a
1readful coincidence that just as he
iaid platter" down went the turkey? .
Oh, dear! / just can't help but feel
'omeway that perhaps the whole thing
vas nemesis on him for using such
ireadful, undeflled slang.
Well, he paid dearly for 1t, poor
elbow! I'm afraid it will be weeks
before his solar system will be entire
renovated. When we disipterred
Inn that day we found that his paral-
ax was dreadfully bruised, and that
10 had severe attack OF nostalgia
declare l thought his dear nose
you'd never, never stop bleeding!
Yes, We all partook of some injury
Mrs. Bolivard hasn't spoken to me
ince because her new scrape-de-shin
kirt was ruined; that is, all but Har-
ID and his mother. 1t seems like the
cry ironing OF fate that they were
he only ones present who escaped
rom damage. don't you think so?