Richmond times-dispatch. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1914-current, 1915-11-21
THANKSGIVING AT GRANDMoTII
f.It'S.
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on remember it, don't you? II has
been nearly twenty years since that
hrSt memorable dinncr-and such a
dinner 1t was, too, at the large. old.
comfortable farmhouse that nestled
among the hills. but you remember il
well. know YOU do Come pull your
cricket up closer I" the fire and let us
talk 1t over. Doesn't il seem funny
that Eou and have grown up" all OF
Il sudden? Just listen how the wind is
moving 1T used To howl in just such
y fashion at grandmothcr's when she
used to gather us all about the lire and
feed US upon cookies ono one ever
made cookies just like Erandmothcr),
and apples until We all dreamed Won
drous dreams after we had gone to bed
thli night. And the stories she used To
tell The fairy prince ANA the wicked
OLD witch in them never seemed exactly
hk" the fairy princes or wicked old
witches in other fairy tales. I:ut let ny
30 back TO twenty years ago. and look
INTO that large. CHEEKY liviug-roum
where 50 much fun and pleasure
rcigncd once upon time.
1t was showing hard AMI fast that
day. our first THANKSGIVING; Day at
Srandm"thcr'S. ana we. YOU and ! and
mother and father, We're riding through
tn" barren hills and snug little valleys
IN long passenger train. did ever q
train go 50 slowly? Would Nc never
got there: Ah yes. ] can well rc,ncrn-
Der our eager anticipation At last
W" pulled into the little country depot
and bounded right into the arms OF
grandfather. Weren't we glad 10 see
his merry, twinkling eyes and his Jolly
smile? And weren't We glad to pull
dear old grandfathcr'S whiskcrs and
pat him all over his silvcry gray head?
Md weren't We glad when he lifted us
bodily into the big sleigh and wrappcd
us IN in great thick blankets? And
oh, weren't We simply mad with JOY
when away we bounded. over the hills
aud far away" with the merry Jingle.
Jingle" of the sleighbclls ringing out
upon the frosty air? Was ever the air
so keen and biting? And was ever n
snowStorm exactly Ike this? oh. no.
never. never! How we did whirl
through the tiny white flakes that set
tied themselves comfortably upon our
hats ANA mums! oh. but il was quite
The jollicst slcighrdc we ever had.
Finally we came to the farm. where,
in the doorway of the old, whit" house
stood "randmothcr, ready 10 greet us
with the sweetest OF smiles and soft
est Of kisses. Grandmother. standing
there in her soft gray dress and l<cr-
chief, as spotlcss as the snow that lay
over the bare ground and cedar trees.
Nh. dear, was ever meeting so joy
fulH How nice it felt To he cuddlcd
into grandmoih"r's arms and kissed
right through our wet wells, Then.
what a lire was that that cracked and
burned on the hearth in the dim old
parlOr! Never was a fire so CHEEKY ana
bright How warm il felt alter our
long, cold ride in the driving snow.
And don't YOU remember low. after
everyone had settled themselves for Il
long, comfortable day. grandmother
took us away up into tn" funniest lit
tie room next to the roof, and how
coy and warm and nice ii was? How
she pulled out the cedar chest and
opened the drawers for us, and how.
with shricks Of delight ana JOY we
gazcd into their contents? Mothers.
our very own little mothers toys!
Mothers doll, with the queer little silk
dress ana long haXen curls: mothers
story books, too, quite the oldest story
books we had ever seen. Then what n
happy time we two did have in that
little room away up under the caves.
Cro he Continued-)
by DOROTHY NJ. SMITH.