The Exeter Advocate, 1919-10-16, Page 2Thanksgiving Lost and Found
Through the deep eilenee of autumn; but something always broke • up my
dusk, the wagon, overflowing with its! plans. I'm tired of it all!" -
load of iewly;plueked corn, rumbled 1 "But this year our crops are the
up the rand toward the house whose best in the neighborhood, and yeti
whiteness stoed out strongly. against; knoll that everything else had turned
the blackness of the grove that lay; out better than we expected," she
beyond: The Ioad was heavy and the : gently insisted.
incline abrupt. The driver, a well -i That's no credit to anybody but
built young man, dressed in overalls: ourselves. Each time we climbed -a
ae.d faded blue shirt with a red hand- little way out cf the ditch, we were
• kerellief knotted a -out the collar,` pushed right back again. But I'll make
stared moodily ovee `the long streteh it yet, in spite of all! - Only don't ex -
of corn lieldl to the -west, where only beet me to be thankful! I deserved all
the rosy after,elow told of another day the luck that came niy way!" A hint
that had passed into t r effacing of the desperation that had haunted
oblivion' of time. e the nun during tho e lean years rang
John Farrar loved this season of the out in his voice.
year. The haunting thin rustle of the • "Billy -11e wants it so," murmured
evening wind through the ragged, tile mother timidly.
ranks of the yellow cornstalks filled • `'I say no." erred the man impatient -
him with a sense of quietness, with lee "I'm going to husk corn to -mor -
the peacefulness of nature. It seemed. row." Even as he spoke, he looked
to be the living voice of the twilight. un and saw a flash of hate in the eyes
The breeze, moaning through the of his shall sore The man turned
weeds at the roadside, was keen and away uneasily and frowned. Dilly had
made the blood tingle with a sense of no right to look at him that way.
life. 7 "And 14 hat's more, I don't intend to
Sell, he rebelled, tried to shake off Pamper Billy in a darn fool senti-
the spree of 'beauty that came to him. mental belief. Life is PM and fancies
The earth had been too urkin91 to i=* fancies, and this being thankful on
him. he word not be Weed by it. He
Thanksgiving Day for what's no call
had been hurt, and it had teetered i11 of being thankful for is plain out
his mob afterwards, making him fan, c•,"
rou lrl;• suspicions. The distrust hal
."You have •said thet for o long."
in flue course of time extended to its mad tan man listened, he alight have
encs+are, nein. been strr.ck by a trace of mockery
In the direction of the house a dooran his w fe's tone, However, he made
slammed. A moment later, the yard- no answer, but get up and abruptly
left the room.
gate . l s d as it swung closed. »tiexe Interning" at five oesioelk, before"
•
-S4y. dad, may I Ugh the lantern tLiwn had even metehed the el:y, T' ar-i
1t lane yore nalaadin'?" The voice rar was at work. with the farm chore$.'
leas 'I.:19y ish.
By ten o'e oek he Tina made three
Farrar did net turn his head. "No,"; rounds and neared the roadside once'
he replied briefly. "I'll ten.: to it." . more. Stopping to make a turn, he'
There followed a short silenee. The saw a carriage drawn by sleek horses'
boy climbed up the fror•t of the wagon coming from the north. Ah, they were'
and watched the shovel eat into the the Stanleys. Depend upon them to;
cord. The dimness of the light could be first when they saw a chance to'
not hide the wistful expression of his get away from the farm.
'yet?. ` Bella, John! Gain' to work a spell;
Fin t',y the wagon was empty. The this mornin'? Better go home and
bty °II f "ytened the tugs and swung get ready for dinner." This was fel-.
them ever the barks of the horses lowed by a laugh in which Farrar
with a flourish. *bought he detected a trace of derision.
"Just kine me the hitching -straps,' "No," he replied sourly, "I'II work'
Pad, and I'll pump water for them. out the morning—and the afternoon,'
You just wait a minute here—nothin' too." Angrily he turned to his'
for you t' do. I tended to the chores horses. "Get along!"
didn't 'mount t' nothin'." In spite of the erispnees of the air,€
"You go into the house, Billy, ane' the wagon did not till up with the
stop trying to do work you can't usual rapidity. Once Farrar stopped;
handle." The voice was brusque, but to strike the horse severely with the.
net unkind. • slack of the reins because they had,
The boy did not follow this injunr- broken out of the path in order to
tion, but lagged behind the horses as reaeh tempting nubbins of corn just'
his father led them to the water outside their reach. At the farther'
trough. Here he was accorded the side of the field, happening to glance
privilege of pumping. The horses toward the distant road, Farrar caughtt
were thirsty after their work in the a glimpse of a horse and buggy just
field, and the pump -handle reached too disappearing behind a grove;
high for the stubby figure of the boy He straightened. It had certainty
to get a full stroke. Before the horses looked like Rob, the only horse he;
had their fill, his breath came in had left in the stable that morning,'
gas'p's. and the buggy seemed familiar too.
After the team had been unharness- For a long time he stood as one hyp-i
ed, they walked through the darkness notized, staring into the distance. It -
to the house, the boy reaching eagerly couldn't have been them! It simply i
for the calloused hand of the man, showed that he was allowing that ab -
who ,iassively accepted the comrade -
surd situation of the preceding even -
ship. ing to bother him.
As the door opened the light from But it was with a sense of repug-
the hanging -lamp revealed a small' nance that Farrar looked over the
room with a table in the centre set yellow field of cornstalks that shiver -
for the evening meal. Over the stove ed with a thin murmur in the morn -
leaned a young woman who turned ing breeze. With a growing unease
quickly as they entered. She had dark iness, he felt that his wife and boy
hair and wide appealing eyes like a had really asked a small thing of
boy's, but the soft rounded cheeks
and sensitive mouth were entirely
feminine.
"Get a goad load, John?" she asked
with an anxious smile.
"Oh, fair," he grunted over his task Arriving there, he tied the team to
of unlacing his heavy shoes. The wo- the hitching post and went into the
man turned her attention to the stove Lhouse. Inside, all was dim, with the
once more, while the man drew off curtaius down. He called out once.
his boots and tossed them into a No answer returned to him. ` The sil-
corner. The meal was a silent one at first. encs of the empty rooms seemed to
The boy, in spite of his evident ap-
petite, fidgeted about in his chair.
Finally he burst out excitedly, speak-
ing to his father.
"Say folks, d'you know what day
it is to-morro'? Why, it's 'Phanks--
givin'—an' I was first to find it out
sof the whole fam'ly! There's goin' to
be great times at everybody's houses,
I bet. Why, y'oaght t' seen folks drive
past s.ohool this afternoon. They was
etreakin' int t' town for stuff t' eat—
cranberries, apples, an' peanuts, most
everythin' they got in the stores. And
him and that he had played the part
of a senseless tyrant. Oh well, he
would drive home when he had com-
pleted the row. No use working this
way.
stifle him with a sense of loss. The
man stood stock -stili in the centre of
the room for a long time. Then he
strode out of doors. He hurried to
the stable. Rob's place at the
manger was empty! '
With a haste that made his fingers
fumble,.he placed the single harness
upon the back of the young horse he
had hurried to bring in from the pas-
ture. Then he hitched it to the old
buggy and turned out of the driveway
into the road that stretched away,
undulating, southward to town.
At the village, Farrar tied the colt
what d'you know, Ma," he turned to to a. hitching -post and then hesitated
his mother, "The Stanleys are fixiin'4 for a moment. Suddenly, from the
up t' have a turkey! A ten pounder,1 little white church a short distance up
Harry says!" the street, came the sound of slow,
"That's natural," grunted the man measured singing, mellow and pleas
heavily, (`they're the most shiftless of ing in the quiet air. A strange ex -
all the .neighbors." pression flitted across the man's face.
"An' Teacher told us all about
T`halrksgivin', too!" ' cried Billy, re-
gardless 'of his father'•s interruption.
"An' say, mayn't we have .Thanks-
g;ivin', too? All the fello's are goin'
t' have it!" The boy, his face flushed
and earnest, pleading for a Thanks- that strained through the leaded win-
givin', brought a happy light into the. dows, Farrar looked about him. Far
eyes of his mother. - 1 ahead he saw the Stanleys, the entire
"Let's celebrate to -morrow for the family wedged into a small pew, look
firsts �tixne since we were .married,• ing decidedly comfortable and happy:
John. pier tone wa's vibrant with; Pe' arr could not help feelingthat
feeling. "We have so much to bethere were some pleasant aspects to
thankful for." bei
be'
Pshiftlees like ly
"Much to 1,e thankful furl" The Past the Stanley , Ns searched
man repeated the wards with bitter -I every pew. Finally they rested in a
nes s. I can't see .where that. comes : corner of the churchopposite from
in, his words t'umbied out violently his Intense relief came into his'facc.
"`There's a let of things'I can feel: There they were, wife and boy, and at
unthankful for, ,ori mean. For five, the eager gle.dne~•s in their' eyes, the
year's after we were mined every -; man turned hie face away. A great
thing went to pieces en niy hands. The, humiliation and t'laane possessed him.
crops failed, , the hogs died of the . But he could net withhold his gaze for
cholera, we :last three horses in ea lo;lf . What :1 ;mfr., dreaming look.
eunaway and not once was it my fault!' lee ; ,; cye ! >:3e noticed
A wanted to make thin,^,a` ni:'e for yea, i:....1 ,cee and, in its
Swiftly he strode up the street.
Inside the church, the minister had
just announced the sermon, so Farrar
slipped into one of the seats in the
rear where it was dim.
Once accustomed to the shaded Dight
place, was devotion and rest. Beside
her snuggled the boy., his eyes roving
over the congregation, apparently not
listening at all. Regular boy, Billy
was, trying to count how Many of his
school -mates were present. Then John
Farrar drew back and lowered his
head, for Billy's eyes might find him
out. He remembered that the boy's
eyes had shown hate for him the
evening before.
The than felt lonely. Marjorie and
13illy were not his family. They be-
longed together and he was an out-
sider, alone.
But now the minister's voice broke
in on Farrar's thoughts. The words
rang out clearly. John Farrar bent
forward.
"To -day a whole nation gets down
on its knees to thank God for its many
blessings. All of humanity=.except
those individuals too petty and mean
to realize their benefits. They. should
be glad at least that they are alive and
well, with the"power of going on."
Then the minister changed his tone
and Farrar listened as he told the
meaning of Thanksgiving for them,
of their untroubled prosperity, their
simple friendships, and of their faintly
life. The gray-haired leader of his
flock spoke to them as they talked
with each other, and as he finished, a
gleam of terror came into the eyes
of the man who sat alone in the rear
of the church. Was he petty and
mean? What if he lost Marjorie—
the boy i A sob clutched at his
throat. But he hadn't! and that was
a great reason for being thankful.
Rather timidly, he joined in the last,
hymn. A hush, while the simple bene-
diction was uttered upon them.
At the side of the church, where
Rob and the new buggy stood, John
Farrar waited. At last he saw theta
coning and such a dread seized him
that he would have liked to run from
the place. But he remained, with eyes
downcast. Ile waited a long time.
Then he looked up and sawn Marjorie
regarding him with steady wondering
eyes, while Billy clutched her hand in
evident distrust of his father. Farrar
stared up through the leafless branch-
es of the trees about them.
"I got to thinking that maybe my
family was worth more to me than
my corn crop, and I'm pretty sure of
it now. Marjorie, if you could forget,,
if—if you won't care—" he stumbled'
badly but his eyes were humble and;
pleading. She answerd him with the I
old, sunny smile and he needed no
words to tell him that the past years'
were for' otten.
They spoke no, word for a long time.
Then Farrar looked speculatively at
his son. "Now if I was only sure that
Billy would help me," he began quiz-
zically, "I really believe we could get
something from the stores and fix up
a fine Thanksgiving dinner. But--••-"
Billy was too much of a boy to bold
out against this. With a bound he
was at his father's side, plucking ex-
citedly at his sleeve. "Come on,
Daddy!" he cried, "we can fix it. Why
I man carry 'bout a hundred pounds."
There was a sound of a stifled sob
from the mother, but looking up, Far-
rar saw that her eyes were glowing
with eagerness. For her the light of
romance was gilding the vista of the
remaining years. With joyful hearts
the little family turned to a nearby
store window, a window that contain-
ed cranberries and nuts and all the
things that help to make people more
thankful an Thanksgiving day.
The New Harvest.
Golden leaves from the trees down -
drifting,
Hazy sunlight through! branches sift-
ing;
Sweet scent of pine
In the air, like wine,
Silver mists from the valleys lifting.
Reddening apple and ripening corn,
In fields sun -kissed by the autumn
morn;
A blackbird's throat
Sounds a happy note,
Greeting the day from the wide haw-
thorn.
Over the meadow and through the lane
The harvesters move in a merry train;
.After long years
Of grief and fears,
Joyful the harvest they reap again.
Autumn Days.
The feathers of the willow
Are half of them grown yellow
Above the swelling stream;
And ragged are the bushes,
And rusty now the rushes,
And wild the clouded gleam,
The thistle now is older,
His stalk begins to moulder,
His head is white as snow;
The branches all arebarer,
The linnet's song is rarer,
The robin pipette now.
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The world is Full of
Tlovely things, ;
see, them every
Place. I look .
And all my lire I fee,1
8..s if
'lin we }kin js.
through
pict .ire. hook.
The Country Fair.
It is'a place of memories, of happy.
Mays gone by,
Of frost-nipt`maples with their torch-
like heads against the sky.
Of Autumn clouds and chilly air, a
hint, .perhaps, ,of snow—
But what did anybody care at Rock
ton, long ago?
For I had washed the buggy, rubbed
the harness bright as new,
And polished up the old bay mare, and
cleaned' the lap -rug, too;
And Sarah Jane sat by my side --'the
whole world seemed to glow,
We were so happy, she and 1, at Rock -
ton, long ago!
We watched the speeding in the track,
and saw the judge decide
The merits of the sheep and cows, and
then we bravely tried
The charms of all the Midway, where
we wandered to and fro,
And smiled to see the world so gay,
at Rockton, long ago!
When all tire sights were over, and the
pleasant day was done, -
We turned our faces homeward at the
sinking of the sun,
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Every Thanksgiving Day since Elva
could remember, Aunt Clara, a neigh-
bor who, lived alone, had brought her
a Thanksgiving surprise—a small pie,
a salad, a dish of marshmallow ice
cream, So when on Thanksgiving
morning Aunt Clara left a pumpkin
and a large apple on the table, Elva
was disappointed.
True, the pumpkin was trimmed
with a green, fluffy paper hat and red
roses on its yellow head. It had blue
eyes, a red nose and a mouth drawn
with crayon, and dough stuck on with
pins for ears and teeth. Think of it!
It had wavy strips of yellow paper
under the hat for hair and a green,
tangy paper collar pinned below its
mouth. For arms it had twisted rolls
of red paper, which were pinned
where its shoulders should be, and
at the end of each arm five paper
fingers.
"Why does she think I want a pump-
kin? Ugly old thing! We have pump -
And kissed each other shyly, as the kine and apples. And mother is sick,
besides. If the pumpkin were set on
a round, wooden body, with sticks
stars began to show
To crown the day's dear happiness, at
Rockton, long ago! for legs, I'd have a pumpkin doll. I'll
—Nina Moore Jamieson. call her Prinky Prim." Elva almost
• - smiled. "I know! I'll take Prinky
The Festival, to lame Sally. Mother likes me to
Fair earth takes off her broadened robe take her something ---I don't want the
Of flowers, and croons a melody; ugly thing, Then I won't need to take
Ah! soon in Autumn's great abode her any of my paper dolls. She may
She'll join in rare festivity. think its pretty, and her mother can
make her Prinky pies."
She sees the azure -vested sky felt crass because her mother
Stare at her; and the pasting hours was sick and they could have no,
Game with a deep astonished eye Thanksgiving dinner,
To see her doff her gown of flowers. After the maid who prepared lunch -4
eon had gone away, Elva carefully
Her maid, the morn, sings of the joy carried Prinky 'Mini three blocks to
pumpkin over to the hospital children,
who screamed with delight.
• "Better'n turkey!" one boy said
with a grin, as the girls distributed
the gifts.
Sally's mother afterwards made pies
from the pumpkins, and such good pies
they were,too!
Thinking Elva would discover the
luncheon anet note when she played
with Prinky and ate the apple, Aunt'
Clara had brought over Elva's Thanks-
giving dinner because her mother \vas
sick.
; "The day--everything--has been
I full, but not of upsido•downs," Elva de.
clared happily, after giving Sally the
money for a theift stamp.
Autumn.
Apple -green west and an orange bxr,
And the crystal eye of a lone, lone
star
And, "Child, take the she ars and cut
what you will,
Frost to-night—so clear and dead -
still."
•
Then I sally forth, half cad, half
proud,
" And 1 conte to the vali"et, imperial
" crowd,
The wire -red, the gold, the ercnlson,
the pied,
The dahlias that reign by the garden -
side.
King Autumn gives tp earth each. Sally's door and gave her to SalIy's'
year; mother, a washerwoman. "I'll not go
No sounds t"}quiet e'er annoy, in," Elva deeided. "Sally is tire: sale;
There none but priceless gowns • and asks so many questions!"
appear. The afternoon was long and weari-i
some. When the time came for Elva
The heaven a royal. robe will don, to prepare her supper of 1 ennd tenth
And moonbeams glisten on his milk, the telephone rang violently,
breast, "Come over and heap me to e.it the
The wind will silken garb have on, splendid Thanksgivistg dinner you:
Rich purple asters on his vet<t,
brought! I just discovered it. I'll
Oh, what the threes she.'11 wear tom wait for you!" fishy cal:edl in an ex -1
night? ' cited, squeaky voice.
A breath of fragrance near her "In -what do you mean? Merl, I'll:
leans, ask mamma," Elva was going to acid,,,
And 1whisperslight:butSll bad t dtlki
The dahlias I might not touch till
to -night!
A gleam of the -shears in the fading
light.
And I gathered them all—the splenriid
throng,
And in one great eheaf 1 bore them
along.
In my garden of Life, with its all -late
flowers
I heed a .•nice in the shrinking hours;
"`Frost to -night -'•so clear and dead-
still."
eadi-
st ill. "
II'alf a ad, half prowl, my arms I fill,
n answers ler in a y ad s oppe talking. c
"A gown made by the hands o' "What does Sally mean? I navel
dream:." took her any lunch. Maybe her moth -,-G:.....,
The sunseter has baked Prinky into pies, To -day
gates of gorgeous hue has been full of upside -downs. I'll
Roll silent back and there is seen take Miss Apple Saucy and divide with
Resplendent to our eager view Sally in the pumpkin lunch."
Proud Autumn with the Earth Iris Wi El had h d
queen. what do you think she found? Turkey,
Earth Ion Elva
1a urrie to Sally,.
The Empress.
With gold my paths are paven,
Purple is mine attire;
My broad and billowy hill crests
Are lit with •crimson fire.
Mine is a tiiiumph music
That sets the blood aglow;
The marching pipe and tabor
Before my footsteps go.
My amber clad battalions
Approach in gleaming line;
No olden pomp or pageant
Was mightier than mine.
Tossed by the winds of morning,,
My flags are far unfurled;
I hold within my storehouse
The treasure of the world.
Far in the dila lost aeons
I had my royal berth;
Behold in me the Autumn,
The Empress of the Earth!
Fading -Leaf and Fallen -Leaf.
Said Fallen -leaf to Fading -leaf:
"A heavy foot went by an hour ago;
Crushed into clay I s$ain the way;
The loud wind calls me, and I cannot
go!,
Said Fading leaf to Fallen -leaf:
"Death lessons Iife, a ghost is ever
wise;
Teach me a way to live till May
Laughs fair with fragrant lips and
loving eyes."
Said Falleneleaf to Fading -leaf:
"Hast loved fair eyes and lips of
gentle breath?
Fade then and fall --"thou hast had all
That life can give. Ask somewhat now
of death."
A
A Farmer's Thanksgiving.
For forty wagon loads of wheat,
And twenty tons of seed,
And twenty blood -red yearlings,
All good enough to breed;
For corn' -•a thousand bushels,
A hundred tons of hay,
For hogs galore and then ,some
mere—.
We thank Thee, Lord, to -day..
"I know not what the future bath
Of marvel or surprise;
Assured alone that life and death
His mercy underlies. .
And so, beside the silent sea;
I • wait --rhe muffled oar;
No harm from Hint can come to me
On ocean or on shore.
I knoll not where His islands lift
Their fronded palms in air;
I only know I'cannat drift
Beyond His love and care."
sandwiches, tarts, two ripe peaches.
and tiny mince pies inside of Pinky's
wahbly, yellow head! It es -as from
Aunt Clara, who had prepared it.
"It has been the thankful`est day!"
Sally cried joyfully. "How did yon
think of it? Mother and I planned
to take Prinky to the hospital for the
children to look at; and when I was
looking to see 'zactly how her hat and
hair were made so I could tell the
children, her hat fell off and I found
the lunch."
The top of the pumpkin had been
cut off, as when jock -o' -lanterns are
made, and the stem wrapped round
with paper, over and round which the
top elf the hat had been gathered.
Paper had been pleated round the edge
of the cut-off top, which had been
carefully placed on the pumpkin again
with two new wire hairpins stuck
through to holt]. it in place. That was
the rim of the hat, and it concealed the
place where the top had been cut.
After a jolly luncheon Elva was
peeling the apple, when she ex,ciaimed,
as a slice dropped From the bottom of
the apple, where it had been cut, al-
though it was held in place by bits
of toothpicks that could hardly be
seen, "Why, here's money and a note
inside the apple! 'Look on the porch
at six o'clock. Use money for two
thrift stamps.' "
Aunt Clara had placed them inside
the apple, which had been scooped out,
"It's six o'clock now!" And Elva
rushed home to find a large tomato
and another pumpkin decorated with
flags. It did not take Elva long to
find the cake and ice cream inside the
pumpkin. "Patriotic Pumpkin ice
cream! Enough for two mammas,
Sally and me." •
The inside of the tomato had been
scooped out and filled with candy and
nuts. The top of the tomato had been
held in place by small flags, the staffs
of -which had been sharpened at the
end.
Then such a hustle and "bustle! For
think what Elva and Sally did! They
cut out paper dolls and : dresses, pic-
tures, stories; they made toys, such
as paper windmills and email rag
dolls, which theyy put inside of Prinky•
--ailed her full; they popped corn,
while 'Sally's mother made molasses
candy. Then they cut eyes,.- nose,
mouth, even ears, in Patriotic. Pump-
kin, and filled it witte pop corn, candy.
and hickory nuts, with a flag stuck
down the centre,. for they left the
top of the pumpkin off. Then: think!
They put a ;stick of candy auto each.
ear and eye, a pickle in its nose, and
a sandwich into its mouth. How queer
it looked! Then they carried the
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dttioe is p11Orrod to
remn.A it touseo tho
aeeth to become loon.
thereby ralultin9 is
aaricua injury to the
he:iti.
cC !!6.1MMON'S
OUTH i WAS
is a valuable antiseptic for
PYORRHOEA. It heals and
hardens the gums and aids
in restoring them
to a natural, healthy
condition.
Compounded sci-
entifically a f ter,
years of expert-
,menting and re-
search.
R e c ommextded
and used by.
leading a1 e r1 -
bens of the den-
tal profession.
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FOR SALE BY
LEADING DRUGGISTS