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Show THE THANKSGIVING FEAST , i This Is the day before the feast. A rack of storm clouds, gray with warning, warn-ing, Signals the valley, west to east, "White fields and roads tomorrow morning!" morn-ing!" But through the farmhouse kitchen glows A lifiht to gladden saint or sinner. While Nell, and Margaret, and Hose Make ready for Thanksgiving dinner. II The pnntry shelves are lined with cakes Of flaky crust and fragrant sweeting. YU Incomplete the banuuet walls For this which Margaret's spoon Is beating. beat-ing. The sideboard gleams In jeweled light Witli amber qui we and ruby jlly. 'Twill wear an added grace tonight. Wrought by the bunds of Rose and Nelly. Til A stir of eager girlish ffet Across the ancient oaken flooring. A hurst of laughter, bubbling sweet With mirth und confidence outpouring. A rallying Jest, an awestruck sigh At Nell's mistakes and Margaret's knowledge. Oh. never hours sped merrier by For three fair cousins homo from col-legu! col-legu! IV 1 Beneath the kitchen rooftreo brown. With weathered tile and rough-hewn rafter. What memories are looking down A hundred years oT loll and laughterl What echoes of long-vanished feet Stir in Dip shadows everlasting! What far-off voices, young and sweet. From other days of feast and fa-sting! V Tomorrow, through the drifter snows, With hearts aglow for smile and greeting, greet-ing, NHly. and Margaret, and R o h o Win walk across the hills to mating. GoofJ ong'-ls .loin them as they rriise The old hymns dear to : and living. And blend the feasting and the praise Into one day of pure thanksgiving. Mabel Earle, In Youth's Companion. |
