The Leader, enterprise and press. (Fitzgerald, Ga.) 1915-1921, 1916-11-13


ny window near the b.c@min@ gerani
ums ard the singing a.ary. There
SON he said us the baby was strap
ped safe.y III.
d.: faced his wife 'Dose let's get
Il Thanksgiving dinaer faa ~ for IA
ther AMI mother Then WHEN they see
little ASH. why. they can't help being
thankful. eh?"
"Of course. not" agreed Rose
Dick. where does your mother keep
her aprons!"
In the middle drawer in the pantry
dresser" cried Dick in a fash. and
they laughed together IL his ACCURACY
I'm going out to kill something for
dinner-chicken. turkey. duck or
goose" threatened Dick.
Rose. investigating pantry and Gel
lar shelves. discovered jar of mince-
meat and pots Of pickles and pre-
serves.
"Oh. l hope she won't mind very
much.' she encouraged herself as she
flew about the kitchen, deftly rolling
pie crust and filling the pies with
mincemeat. Il suppose they hate me-
but perhaps they will learn to love me
for baby's sake he's such darling."
By and by Dick came in with n
young hen turkey. all dressed for roast
ing.
you set the table. Dick" ordered
his wife, looking distra ctingly pretty
with dab of -four on her nose. "You
know how your mother used to have
everything. I'll put the turkey right
into the oven"
So Dick found one of his mothers
snowy damask cloths and laid the oval
table in the dining room. where baby
sat in the sunny window. All Of the
old fashioned lavender sprigged china
came forth. and here and there Dick
placed glass dish of crimson or am
Der jelly. In the center of the table
was a vase of orange tinted chrysan
themums from the front yard
Dick, it looks lovelyw exclaimed
Rosessas she came into room rolling
down her sleeves. "And here they
come! Dick. 1 am so frightened after
allr'
Dick put his arm around her and
held her close.
Let us be patient" he urged. "They
cannot help loving you, dear"
For some reason-perhaps because
the house was lonely-Sarah Chandler
remained at Che barn until her hus-
band had put up the horse. AS they
crossed the yard toward the house
few flakes of snow duttered down.
Sarah Chandler clutched her hus
bands arm.
ASA" she gasped. I'm afraid! Il
saw something that looked like
baby's hand at the Window
Nonsense. Sarah" protested Asa,
supporting her with his wiry arm. To
himself he was thinking that it would
have been better if he had tried to
persuade Sarah to forgive the boy in
stead of unfolding her in her resent
ment Of Dicks marriage. "She's
breaking her heart over him." he muir
INJURED as they went up on the porch.
Before Asa could unlock the door it
swung inward. and Dick stood there
their boy Dick-with such an anxious
look in his brave eyes, and behind Dick
was a very beautiful woman with
grave. brown eyes and a smile trem-
bling on her lips. and in the woman's
arms was baby!
"Dick" cried his mother and fell
into his arms.
Asa smiled at his son and held out
strong hand to Rose and the baby.
"You are welcome" he said solemn
~, and so they all went into the din
ing room.
Rose found her voice.
Il hope you will forgive me, Mrs.
Chandler" she pleaded, "but I have
cooked dinner, and thought
Il killed turkey" broke in Dick,
land Rose is the next best cook in the
world to mother, and she has roasted
it, and I guess dinners pretty near
ready, folks! Perhaps mother will
take care Of little Asa while 1 help
Rose put on the vegetables, and maybe
father has some apples and nuts and
cider in the cellarw
Fifteen minutes later Rose and Dick
peeped into the dining room. Asa
Chandler had forgotten all about the
cider and apples and he was sitting on
the sofa beside his wife, who held lit
tie Asa in her arms. The baby was
Growing Justify as his grandfather dan
gled handsome gold watch before its
wondering eyes.
Dick" cried Rose, with shining
eyes. "they have forgiven us. They
are quite happy. Seer