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Show THANKSGIVING TURKEY. Valloyi lay id tunny vapor, And a radiance mild wtu thai From onch iron that like a taur At a foU stood. 'J lion wo said, "Uur foasl, tno, MiaH noon bo irproail, Ot Rood TliaiiiaSgiTiiig turkuy." And already ilill November Umpoa her inawj table Loro. Piilcli a Ion, then; oonx thuombtr; Kill your hearU with old-titno cho r: Uoavon bo ihnnked for one moro y car, And our Thanksgiving turkoy! Wulcome trotherB all our party (Jnthorod in iho hotuoitt'ftu oldl SLitUo tho snow oil, and with hearty lland-shttkus arivo away the cold; Else your plate you'll hardly hold Ofgvjod Thauksciving turkoy, When tho skios aro and and murky, 'Tit a chrarful thing to niuot Hound this homoly roaat of turkey Til;riu)B, paining just to greet, Tbon, wilh ornest grnco, to eat A now Thanksgiving turkoy. And tho morry feaat is fro:glitod Wilh its mean in a a true and doep. Thoso wo'vo lov'L'd and thoso wo'vobalod, it A II, to-day, th r.lo will kerp, All, to-day, their di-hes hoap, Wilh plump Thanksgiving tnrkcy But how many hearts must tingle Now wilh mournful memorie;! In tho fo-Ul wiue thall mingle Unsoan toirs, porhapp, from eyca That looked beyond tho board whom liuti Our plain Thanksgiving turkey. See around us drawing nearer Thoec faint yearning thapoa of air Fricodt than whom earth hold none dnrerl Ne alasl tboy are not theio: Huvo they, then, torgt to fhare Our good ThankeyiTing turkoy? Somo havo gono away and tarrieJ 8 tra npaly long by tome itrango wave; Soltjo have turnod to foea; we carriod Borne unto the pine-girt grave: They'll come bo more to joyout-brave To take Thanksgiving tnrkey. Nay, ropino not. Lot our laughter Leap like lire-lijjjl up wgiin. Soon we touch the wid Herenf or, Snow-tiBld yet unlrod of mon. Shall we m et one more and when? To en I Tliaoktijiving turkey? And ihough not,;'two-(i Ftill nuraloful 'ilid sucn warm cump-ninnbd To f'rccftst tbo future lateful, Finding there no balancid gotd 'Tie bul a typo of tinor fcod, Thii plum Tlianksgiving turtej; Of hinhor gifts a quaint reminder. Then loi ibe bounty do its bet To inake us glndder, s'.rongtT, kinder. Rid no ghott lo bo our guc&t, But ent as thoo now gone to rest. Oi cv ato Thanksgiving turkey. Harper's Mmjavitit. |