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Updated: June 18, 2025
So, while there is a kind o' mist in Father's eyes, I can see he is dreamin'-like of sweet an' tender things, and a-com-munin' with memory, hearin' voices I never heard an' feelin' the tech of hands I never pressed; an' seein' Father's peaceful face I find it hard to think of a Thanksgivin' sweeter than Father's is.
"That's the i-dee," said Calliope, heartily; "if everything's foolish, it's just as foolish doin' nothin' as doin' somethin'. Will you bring over a kettleful o' boiled potatoes to my house Thanksgivin' noon? An' mash 'em an' whip 'em in my kitchen? I'll hev the milk to put in. You you don't cook as much as some, do you, Mame?" Did Calliope ask her that purposely? I am almost sure that she did.
If I recalls them scenes c'rrectly, it's Texas Thompson begins the campaign ag'in trooth. "This yere Texas Thompson tells, all careless-like, how 'way back in the forties, when he's a boy, he puts in a Thanksgivin' in the Great Salt Lake valley with Old Jim Bridger. This is before the Mormons opens their little game thar. "'An' the snow falls to that extent, mebby it's six foot deep, says Texas.
I couldn't cook nor eat no way, now, and if that blessed woman gets better sudden, as she has before, we'll have cause for thanksgivin', and I'll give you a dinner you won't forget in a hurry," said Mrs. Bassett, as she tied on her brown silk pumpkin-hood, with a sob for the good old mother who had made it for her.
"'I assooms it's the will of all to pull off a proper Thanksgivin' caper, says Enright, 'an' tharfore I su'gests that Doc Peets and Boggs waits on Missis Rucker at the O. K. restauraw an' learns what for a banquet she can rustle an' go the limit. Pendin' the return of Peets an' Boggs I allows the balance of this devoted band better imbibe some. Barkeep, sort out some bottles.
I always like to be up to the mark in everything, and I felt that I had so much to be thankful for Thanksgivin' day that I laid out to git up early so's to begin to be thankful as soon as daylight anyway, and keep it up all day till long after candle light. But as it turned out I begun to keep the glorious holiday of Thanksgivin' three days ahead and had to, for I couldn't help it.
Instead of inquiring perfunctorily how I did, she greeted me with a fragment of what she had been thinking which is always as if one were to open a door of his mind to you instead of signing you greeting from a closed window. "I just been tellin' myself," she looked up to say without preface, "that if I could see one more good old-fashion' Thanksgivin', life'd sort o' smooth out.
I kissed 'em both smilin' and weepin', laughin' and cryin', we all on us wuz like three fools, or three wise ones, I d'no which. And that's how I begun to keep Thanksgivin' more'n three days ahead. They come right into the kitchen and made me keep on with my work, which I did after a little, they takin' holt and helpin' me like two happy children.
Don't you s'pose you could send for him now right off so he could get here for this big Thanksgivin' of ours? Don't you think you could, Caroline?" He looked down into her face, and she looked down at the barn floor. But he saw the color creep up over her forehead. "Send for him now?" she asked, in a low tone. "Yes. Now right off. In time for to-morrow!" "He could not get here," she whispered.
And it wuz three days before Thanksgivin' I sot in my clean, cheerful-lookin' kitchen seedin' some raisins for the fruit cake, Josiah bein' out to the barn killin' two fat pullets for the chicken pie.
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