Show that gobbler cobbler for christmas by III CLARA DELA FIELD they just could WL A T marm I 1 not kill the bird jay might let you they had md a bave have the gob tob watched grow bier bler for or christ up from m ca bad said babycos las ins locks ariev ube be 0 a ate fin bird by then but I 1 dunno hes the only one I 1 ve reared out of that brood and I 1 in kinder attached to him howe however mr he promised sire james annall to let her have the cobbler gobbler silas nicks lucks was not a sentimental man he vias a fanner and in business for the money it I 1 brought him blin lie ile had a brother john who bad had gono gone to the city and mado money hand over fist list john was a ct crusty usty old bachelor and largely devoid ut the sense of family obligations there had been a time gilve years before when things went badly with silas there was a heavy mortgage to moe nanct tho the crop crops had been a failure and he had been in danger of despos pekA lort his wife wag wal og oil her webbed from which she was never to arise rise silas had gone one in his despair to the brother whim he be had not seen tor y year ears jolin john had turned hira him down flat father left you the farm arm because you played up to him and kicked me cut out into the world he eald said now made my pile you bava hava the th nerve to me tor for help I 1 do doi t sec see it spas aay wife cifes a sick I 1 pleaded silas and avd you ve cot got more money than you know aliat W bat to do ft ath oh I 1 can fand a use for it john rejoined caustically maybe it you d 1 shown shon a little sympathy for me when I 1 was hoofing it on the sidewalks rd bae brie a little more for you silas silas went home somehow be hejman pon aza 16 dm Y mb the thi crisis but ele his wife died and he crew lonelier and lonelier if it he had had a few thousand dollars he would have sold out and gone south to live somewhere away from this bleak new england coast but he be could just manage to make both ends meet dally daily he lie cursed his brother in bis his heart lie he started raising mixing turkeys yr and that was a failure only the gobbler lived he used to watch the bird with interest tha a gobbler would come ducking clucking after him for crumbs and it was odd how it looked uke like john he began to call it john it had bad a queer way of t putting its head upon one bide side and calling as john used to do when be was a boy gradually to old silas fancy ati U gobbler cobbler became an effigy of john iia hated bated it he bated it and he was attached too he ile made a sort of pet of the gobbler cobbler he no wanted it to love him so to f arr r as a turkey gobbler cobbler IS 19 capable of love then when christmas came he vms going to cut KB its throat viry slowly bending its head back to see the terror in its eyes he ire would thus have his revenge upon bin brother yes marm johns th iving lavIng nicely and putting on flesh he be told mrs camei bere he comes john I 1 john I 1 up carne C arne the big gobbler put its head on one side and surveyed silas to see if he had bad any bread crumbs irot he the cutest thing said maid mrs james 1 I 1 dont wonder you cant caret bear to let me hae haie 14 it wr hicks oh be all right marm responded silas cheerily an elemental hatred for the gobbler had come to fill b h a s inert christmas n as at hand he lie pictured bow how on the lonow bonow ho he world erah the bird he would insult it with all the turkey abuse that he had picked up from it then it should about cle slowly as be he would uke like john to die the on christmas morning he found a letter from an unk unknown novin correspondent in the city opening it he read that his brother john johm was dead john bad left arty thousand belt bait bt lof which wall ie eb iek 1 K rb t silas an memory of f our boyhood time together and cd lathe hope bop that any III eung if it bedsted has long ago been can led silas stared at the letter his HI eyes grew misty he lie saw john again as a little boy upon the dif farm fa bis his heart went out to him across the yeam gobble gobble t the big his was standing in front of him blin its bead head on one side aide one claw raised begging for crumbs tou you greet great big faker you I 1 silas the gobbler looking a little alarmed rc retreated treated a step or two 0 0 0 oh h mr hicke I 1 im in willing to pay tor for that turkey but chow 1 II 11 1 feel I 1 just can t eat him otter fitter seeing him grow crow up from babyhood cival elre james I 1 was kinder feeling that way Y myself ald silas flicks hicks scratching his head you see IM I 1 ro belling melling out at and going south usa 64 1 I was wag figuring on tailing taking him along and rall nr teries 6 3 nirve Nir vr catok |