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THE HOME THANKSGIVING.
© men, grown sick with toil and care,
Leave for a while the crowded mart;
© women, sinking with despair,
Weary of limb and faint of heart,
Forget your years today, and come
As children back to childhood’s home.
‘Walk through the sere and fading wood,
So lightly trodden by your feet
‘When all you knew of life was good,
And all you dreamed of life was sweet,
And ever fondly looking back
©O’er youthful love's enchanted track.
Paste the ripe fruits from the orchard
boughs;
Drink from the mossy well once more;
Breathe fragrance from the crowded
mows,
With fresh, sweet clover running o'er,
And count the treasures at your feet,
Of silver rye and golden wheat.
Qo, sit beside the hearth again
‘Whose circle once was glad and gay;
And if from out the precious chain
Some shining links have dropped away.
Then guard with tender heart and hand
The remnant of thy household band.
Draw near the board with plenty spread,
And if in the accustomed place
You see the father’s reverend head,
Or mother's patient, loving face,
What'er your life may have of ill,
Thank God that these are left you still.
Thank God for friends your life has
known,
For every dear, departed day;
The blessed past is safe alone—
God gives, but does not take away;
He only safely keeps above
For us the treasures that we love.
—Phoebe Cary.
“Pa., November 21, 1919.
NAT'S THANKSGIVING.
The university professor talked of
education at the Settlement that
night. He said, “There is such a ne-
cessity, boys, of being all-sided men
and not one-sided ones. The great
unexplored world of knowledge and
its riches are free to all. Physical
culture is a great thing for the labor-
ing man, for he needs fully developed
muscles to earn his daily bread. But
a thousand times more in his life,
robbed of so much of the beauty and
es of the more favored leisure
classes, is the joy of mind culture that
opens up a world of thought and
books to him. ’
“Then ‘it is a mistake to suppose
that there is any happiness in not be-
ing forced to work, for work is the
greatest of blessings. But sometimes
our. work is not quite congenial to us.
Then languages are the open sesame
to the literature of all nations. Sci-
ence is getting down to the heart of
things in nature.
“You boys feel, who have been out
in the woods with your professor this
summer, the delight of knowing .the
flowers and studying the rocks. The
pleasure is the same in every field of
nowledge, and every door that is
opened to you opens some other door
with its secret spring, because it is
all a world within a world.
Nat Clarkson sat back in one corner
of the room with flushed, eager face,
ahd eyes that burned with an intense
desire to catch every word that fell
from the lecturer.
It was a large, barn-like hall, but
the walls were hung with pictures,
here and there, and they were fresh-
ly calcimined. The seats were placed
so close together that you touched el-
bows with your neighbor on the right
and left and felt the breath of the one
behind you on your cheek. :
It was packed to suffocation, for’
this was the first meeting after the
summer vacation. There was a great
stove, red hot, and steam from the
many breaths on the window panes,
and much pushing and shuffling of
restless feet on the floor, but Nat nev-
er moved. ; :
He held his hat tight in his hands
and never looked away from thé
speaker.
Poor Nat had not had any vacation.
When the other boys went away into
the woods camping ,he had to stay
‘and work in the Stock Yards. How
he hated his work. It was not that he
hated work, but the kind of work he
had to do. His mother, however, was
a poor washer-woman, and his father
had died in the early spring. There
were sisters who must be clothed and
fed. and it was too much for one pair
of hands to do, and Nat must help.
Now it was time to go to school again.
Indeed, school had been started near-
ly two months. Nat had mourned
every time he passed the school or a
boy carrying a pile of books.
Somehow he felt resentful toward
the settlement which had seemed to
forget him and his treubles. Each
day as he trudged with the great ar-
my of thousands of men who go to
and fro to their work in the Yards, he
tried to be brave, but he rebelled all
the time at the fate that compelled
him to such menial labor and to giv-
ing up his books.
Somebody in the crowded hall was
watching the boys who listened. and
the boys who scuffled about. Some-
body who was there for the purpose
of looking out for opportunities to
help everybody. Somebody with a
heart big enough to mother the boys
of all the world, though she had none
of her own. Some mothers have no
room in their hearts for any but their
own, but this woman had. who was
the head resident of the Settlement,
or she would never have been there.
She went down and shook hands
with Nat and said, “You have not
been to see us lately. I have some
new pictures I want to show you, and
some new books. You never come to
the librory any more.”
“1 haven’t any time,” said Nat sul-
lenly, but she would not be repelled.
She had seen that flushed face, pain-
fully eager, and she knew there was
a story behind the reserve.
“Come and see,” she urged. So Nat
followed her up stairs into the pretty
parlor. He scanned the loan collec-
tion critically, but no light came into
his face. Then he stood beside the
bookcase and before he knew it he ex-
claimed, “0, I do wish I could study
Latin!”
“Why, you shall stndy Latin,” said
Miss Elwood. :
“How? 1 should like to know,”
asked Nat bitterly. “I have to go to
every morning at
the Stock Yards
seven and stay till almost dark. Then
I am too tired to think and too dis-
couraged to want to live. O, I hate it
all so!”
His eyes flashed and there were
suspicious signs of moisture in them
as he rub! them with the back of
his hands. Miss Elwood’s hand stole
into his The never knew just how).
“Come into my room, Nat, away
from the crowd.” And when the door
was shut she said, “Sit down, Nat,
and tell me all about it. I have been
wondering why you did not come to
us any more. We thought maybe
you did not want to be friends, but I
am sure you do.”
Tears were coursing down the boy’s
cheeks now.
“I've been determined I wouldn’t
come, Miss Elwood. What was the
use? I have felt awful wicked and
bad because the other boys could do
the things they wanted and I
couldn’t—boys who don’t care for
books, nor school, nor nothing.”
“Never mind, Nat, I am going to
help you. I am sure I can get a
teacher for you. Why, I know a
young university man who just wants
to do something for somebody, an
the Lord lets those do good who are
willing or anxious.”
“The Lord lets some people have
mighty hard times whether they are
i ig or not, and don’t give some of
us a chance. That's what my father
used to say.”
“But, Nat, that is not the Lord’s do-
ings. He is not the unjust one. It is
men who have fixed things all wrong.
That is the reason I am here, Nat, the
reason you are here, to help make
things different. If we do not do our
share we have no right to complain.”
Nat's face brightened. “I should
like to know what I can do,” he said.
“Do your duty every day, and don’t
growl about it. That is a good way
to commence. Then trust me a little,
and see if I do mine.”
“But Miss Elwood, there is no way
for me but to work as I am doing, and
it is all so horrid, I loathe it, it sick-
ens and disgusts me, yet I must help
my mother.”
“Yes, certainly you must, if you did
not do your duty you could not ex-
pecs much of other people.” And
at’s countenance fell again.
“There is going to be a way, Nat.
1 do not know how, yet, but sometimes
we have to take things on trust in this
world. Come to see me on Monday
night and we shall talk this over
again.”
The next Monday night Nat was
there, clean and neat, and Miss El-
wood introduced him to a grave, dig-
nified young man she called John
Harvey, who had an idea there was a
duty round every corner waiting for
him. He smiled so kindly on the boy
he won his heart at once. ]
“And so you think you want to
study Latin ?” he said.
“Yes, indeed I do,” said Nat.
“And what makes you think Latin
so important ?” asked Mr. Harvey.
“My father knew about four lan-
uages, sir, he was a gentleman’s son,
‘believe, but was disowned for marry-
ing against his’ father’s wishes.”
“Why did he not teach you?” asked
Mr. Harvey. ¢ :
“0; he hadn’t any time, nor any
heart « after I grew old enough. He
was a broken man and took to drink.”
“Well, you must never do that, my
boy. “Now I think you not only need
Latin, but mathematics and history
and the sciences.”
“Yes, I suppose so, but I want the
Latin, first. have so little time to
study, and I hate my work so.”
“Yes, but you must be brave. We
all have something we do not like, and
you, perhaps, have no more than oth-
ers if you but knew. Bear it like a
man; sometimes we get out of places
if we stop finding fault. I will teach
you two evenings a week, and if we
can get some other job we shall do it.
If not, you are a man, and you will
be brave, and hope.”
So the two worked together all that
winter - ,and the next summer Nat
went into the country with his teach-
er, and there he met another man
who rejoiced to invest his money in
boys, instead of his exclusive pleas-
ures. He became interested in Nat's
determination to get an education.
“The boy deserves it, I am sure,”
said Mr. Harvey. “I have tested him
thoroughly. Give him a lift if you
can. I have a dozen others to start in
different directions in my club.”
It was a cool, rainy night, the night
before Thanksgiving, and Nat go
been helping to throw out some tubs
of water and gather in the clothes for
his tired mother, when two gentle-
men came up and rapped at the door.
Nat opened the door to 1. Harvey
and the friend of the vacation days.
“We have come,” said Mr. Harvey,
gleefully rubbing his hands, “to see
if there is a boy here who would like
to go to school.” :
Nat looked up quickly a» ~arorly
answered, “Here’s your boy,
enough!”
Then the gentleman told Nat he had
decided to send some boy to school, in
memory of a son he had lost last
year, to give him the chance he would
have given his own boy, had he lived.
“But my mother ” asked Nat.
“You are a good boy to think of
your mother first, but you need not
fear; I shall look after your mother
and sisters. I think she can make a
auch better living and be more com-
fortable in a smaller place, where
rent, fuel and provisions are cheaper.
The conditions are better, too, for the
younger children, as you will under-
stand when you see them. You are to
go to an academy at once, and your
mother and sisters to the town of
C——, where I reside, and I shall
look after them and see that they are
comfortable and happy.”
“But how can I ever repay you?”
faltered Nat, with a great lump in
his throat.
“Never mind about that now. What
you have to do is to be a good student,
a worthy boy, and a good citizen, that
pays me; and if you are not these it
is your loss, not mine. I take the
chances.”
“I shall not fail you, sir,” said Nat,
with tears in his eyes; then turning to
Mr. Harvey, “O, you and Miss El-
wood have been so good to me! You
were the first people who ever cared
for me. I never could repay the half
I owe you if I gave my very life.”
_ “Nat, we are to have a Thanksgiv-
ing party over at the Settlement to-
morrow. Come over and Dring your
mother and sisters, and let it be the
happiest Thanksgiving in your. life,
Remember you owe’ thanks te the
Y Giver of all
| dinner alone
.| at once with
sure |’
ood, who put this
thought in our hearts.” rsa
That was a very happy party. Miss
Elwood was always happy when any
good things came to her neighbors,
and Mr. LL was glad to make so
many happy, and Nat and his mother
and sisters were radiant. They sang
and played games and had a good
time generally. For a little while
that afternoon it seemed as if the
Settlement people made everybody
forget there was such a thing as sor-
row, humeer or the endless struggle
for daily bread in the world. They
were almost as happy as the people
over on the boulevards, who ate their
and only thought of
themselves.
And Nat has been for two years in
school and he is one of the best stu-
dents there. He has proven Mr. Har-
vey’s confidence was not misplaced.
And he says it is only part of his plan
to make money. He means to help
other boys as he was helped, to make
the world better, and make those who
need him feel there is some one in the
great lonesome world who cares for
4 | them.—Epworth Herald.
Millions of Trees.
The forest tree nurseries operated
by the Pennsylvania Department of:
lion trees, most of which have been
planted already within the State.
Pennsylvania stands in front of all
other States in the development of
the State-owned forest land and in the
degree to which it co-operates with
private owners in the care and devel-
opment of their forest land. The
growth of forest tree planting by pri-
vate owners of woodland has been
phenomenal. The work was first un-
dertaken in 1910, and its wonderful
Frown is shown in the following ta-
e:
080.
1s (spring)
Hon. Robert S. Conklin, Commis-
.sioner of Forestry, predicts that over
four million forest trees will be plant-
ed by private owners of woodland dur-
ing ‘the spring of 1920. Healthy and
stocky trees will be furnished by the
Pennsylvania Department of Forest-
ry for planting anywhere within the
State. The only charge which the
applicants must satisfy is the cost of
packing and shipping which is usually
ess than 50 cents per thousand trees.
From 500 to 2,500 trees should Be
planted per acre. Two men can plant
one thousand trees per day.
If Lou want trees for planting dur-
ing the spring of 1920 communicate
e Department of For-
estry, Harrisburg, Pa. .
Nothing Equals the Old Time Thanks-
giving. :
- Is it not a fact that we are drifting
away from the general observance oi
Thanksgiving as we used to observe
the day when you and I were chil-
dren? We are commercializing
things nowadays and it seems to me
that many of our holiday traditions
are being cast over into the junk pile
beeause of this spirit. I, for one, am
sorry to see it. Some of the most
pleasant memories of my life are
‘Thanksgiving days spent in the good
old fashioned way, at Grandma’s. My
family seldom missed spending a
Thanksgiving or a Christmas day to-
gether. The best in the way of cook-
ing was served on those days and, be-
lieve me, grandmether was a good
cook and insisted on doing it all her-
self on those occasions.
The motor car, while it has quick-
ly become ‘a necessity and fills a
niche in our home life that nothing
else can, has done much to cause us
to live down. our holiday traditions
and customs. We can go so fast and
so far nowadays, and most of us go
so often, that all the pleasures of
these special days are quickly forgot-
ten in the maze of other quickly com-
ing ‘and quickly passing events. But
many of us cannot forget the Thanks-
giving days of the past, nor would we
zive a hundred rides in the best mo-
tor car made for these pleasant mem-
ories. When we realize that our
children are not carrying with them
any of these pleasant memories, it
seems sadder than ever that we are
discarding our holiday = customs.
Should we not have a revival of some
of these good old neighborly ways?
The new things should not prevent re-
taining the best of the old.—Cathe-
rine Cones.
Thanksgiving.
Probably in our remote rural dis-
tricts the spirit of Thanksgiving in
its original simplicity remains. Far-
mers are closer to nature than we are
in the ear. They have good reason
to be thankful if their crops are a suc-
cess. They are like the New England
fathers in that respect, and while in
these more prosperous days of agri-
culture one expects something more
than a scanty living from the soil, the
farmer, we believe, is devoutly grate-
ful for the good things in life. He is
indebted really to the Maker for the
sunshine that has ripened his harvest,
and for the rains that have watered
it.
But city life is artificial. The bat-
tle is not so much with the forces of
nature, but with men. We expect
more than we receive and feel injur-
ed when we do not receive more. We
are inclined to thank ourselves for
our successes, or to consider ourselves
lucky when good fortune comes our
way. Thanksgiving for us is a da
of feasting rather than of prayer. We
dine at the cafe instead of around the
family board at home. There is no
blessing pronounced over the turkey.
We have lost our faculty for giving
thanks.
Lest we forget! We can at least
make someone less fortunate than
ourselves thankful, and in doing so
may feel in some measure the spirit
of Thanksgiving.—Cartoons Maga-
zine,
Anticipating His Birthday.
“Dear, the baby has swallowed a
penny. What on earth shall I do?”
“0, well, let him have it., Next
Thursday is his birthday anyway.”
Forestry have produced over 50" mil-
VETERANS ARE NOT ENVIOUS
Soldiers Who Took Part in the Civil
War Proud of the Youngsters
of Today.
Recently one of the current maga-
zines contained a picture called, “His
Place Usurped.” It showed the usual
village crowd of youngsters listening
to a returned soldier tell stories of his
life “over there.” Sitting at one side
of the picture, entirely deserted by
every one, was a Civil war veteran.
His face was full of sorrow over his
desertion by his usual audience.
“We wondered whether that was
really the way people were doing—for-
getting the old soldiers—also whether
the old soldiers were feeling as this
old man in the picture seemed to feel,”
said an Indiana man. “So we took the
picture and showed it to an old man
who is a very familiar figure in our
streets—on account of his faded army
uniform. He looked at the picture and
then he chuckled:
“ ‘Why, bless your soul. I don’t
feel that way,” he told us. ‘I want to
listen to ‘em myself,’ he continued. ‘I
want to know how they fought at
Ypres and see if it was like we did at
Antietam. And then, too’ he smiled
more, ‘it’s just th's way. [I've been
honored for more than 50 years now,
and during that time one gets just
little hungry for a chance to do a lirile |
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fm |
honorin’ himself. So now it's
chance to honor the young fellers.
glad the tables are turned for a litti
while, and 1 bet most of the other olo
comrades are, too.'”
DISCOVERED VAST DEAD CiTY
Photographs Taken by Airman Ove
Mesopotamia Reveal Site of Once
Vast Metropolis.
GIRLS WHO USE CUSS WORDS
Singular Admission Said to Have Been
Made by the Members of a
Graduating Class.
It has long been the fashion at col-
leges and schools to take a census of
graduating classes to determine such
vital facts as these:
What is your favorite flower? How
tall are you?
you a prohibitionist?
At a girls’ seminary a recent inquiry
was more sweeping. To the interroga-
tion: “Do you swear?” 200 of the 215
girls answered yes.
But admitting that they swear is
not proof that these feminine lips do
utter oaths. So ar least says the law
in New York state, writes “Griant” in
the Philadelphia Press.
“Four or five people” must hear you
swear, not for a second or two, but
“for about five minutes”—that’s the
law in North Carolina.
Down in Alabama they don’t expect
a man to swear from the housetops.
but the law says that if three or four
persons hear. you. just once, good-
night!
In Tennescee it is not necessary to
repeat the offensive words when a
culprit is indicted for swearing.
I saw on the veranda of a country
club seventeen women of whom twelve
were drinking an intoxicating liquor
and seven were smoking cigarettes.
But if that census at the girls’ semi-
nary is an index, more women swear
than dally with John Barleycorn or
Lady Nicotine.
Query: Why do women insist on
heing so much like men?
' QWED MUCH TO STEREOSCOPE
: How Commanders During the Great
Lieut. Col. J. A. Beazeley gives in |
Geographical Journal (London) an in-
teresting example of how photography
from an airship can extend our knowl
edge. When making an aerial recon:
naissance in Mesopotamia over terri
series of photographs near Samarra
.which shows distinctly the ruins of =
ancient city extending 20 miles alonz
the Tigris river and two miles and a
half wide, large enough to shelter
easily 4.000.000 inhabitants.
This city would never have been
noticed on earth, since it is not marked
Got Information of
Vital importance.
War
The old-fashioned stereoscope
. played apn. important part in the
world war. - It supplied ‘an angle to
| photographs. snapped from airplanes,
| that could not be obtained from the
tory occupied by the Turks he took a | ordinary camera lens.. Before its use
| the pictures all .seemed flat, but the
| stereoscope added height, and thus
; steep slopes, that appeared in plc-
tures like flat ground, were shown in
' their true characteristics,
by anything but scattered hillocks, al- !
though pottery and medals had been
discovered on the site. But the photo-
graphs show clearly its whole plan,
with its fortifications, canals for ir-
rigation, and streets.
‘The fall of the airplane within the
enemy lines ana the capture of its
passengers . did not permit Colonel
Beazeley to pursue his researches, bu
since the British occupied the territory
an archeological expedition, guided '
the photographs, has begun to explors
the dead city. ;
tn eee — ee AA
Conquered Desert Sand.
The British adopted a giant “snow-
shoe” to conquer the sands of the
Egyptian desert. wecording to Maj.
John Bain of the British army, who
served in the near East. The scheme
which was based on the same theory
that caused the Indian to adopt the
snowshoe, was - discovered while the
army was marching to Palestine. The
fine sands impeded both the infantry
and horses, so that a day's march
never resulted in much more than a
two or three mile advance.
“Finally some inventive genius tried
laying rather close-meshed chicken
wire on the sands.” said Major Bain.
“The Tomimies .were thus. given some-
thing that didn’t yield so readily as the
soft sands, and the horses got a better
footing. Immediately we found that
much greater progress was made, and
our advances soon amounted to nine
and ten miles a day.”
Development of Army Searchlight.
A review of the work of the army
engineer corps in the war, first Is-
sued by the war department, says that
the corps produced a new form of
searchlight more powerful than any
that had preceded it in any army, with
which the Second field army had been
partially equipped.
and the
lives of men who would have to cover
the ground in attack were saved.
The airplane camera looks directly
down on the spot to be photographed,
making a picture as a one-eyed man
would see it. A stereoscopic camera,
in which the lenses are two aad
three-quarters inches apart, would not
produce the stereoscopic effect. Pho-
tographers decided to. take pictures
100 yards apart to give a view, just
as a giant, with eyes 100 yards apart,
would see it. These pictures were
put on cardboard, and viewed through
the stereoscope. At first a cottage
looked like a tower, a bucket like a
"well, a trench like a canyon, etc. The
© Austrians
“It weighed,” the
report says, “one-eighth as much as :
lamps of former design, cost only one-
third as much, was about one-fourth
as large in bulk, and threw a light 10
per cent stronger than any other port-
able projector in existence.” Still fur
ther to perfect the searchlight, our en-
gineers were at work on a remote con-
trol when hostilities ceased.—Scientific
American.
Honey 92.1 Per Cent of Normal.
The honey crop of the United States
was 92.1 per cent of normal on July
1, according to the estimawes of the
United States department of agricul
ture. Reports to the bureau of crop
estimates warrant the estimate that
the yield of surplus honey per colony
was 25.8 pounds and that about one-
|
officers soon learned to translate these
eccentricities. and the problem: was
solved. True pictures, giving just the
exact, information desired, were then
obtained by the airplane photogra-
phers. ?
The “Biblers.”
The Czecho-Slovaks, having attain-
ed national independence, attain also
the privilege of reading the Bible in
{he national tongue, so the British Bi-
ble society is planning to print Czech
Bibles purchasable for $50 cents each.
and Italians have long
called the Czecho-Slovaks “Biblers.”
The Czech Bible was first printed in
1475, but ‘when the Czechs came under
Austria’ the printingi'and reading of
the Bible in their own language was
forbidden. Copies of the Czech Bible
were printed ‘in other lands and smug:
gled in, but were burned if discovered.
Religious persecution, dating: back to
the time of John Huss, the Bohemian
reformer of the fifteenth century, com-
bined with political persecution to
make the Czech Bibie rare, but all the
more highly valued. Although, in mod-
ern days. the Austrian government
permitted the circulation of the
Czech Bible in the army, it continued
to prohibit the circulation among the
Czechs at home.
Americans Eat Little Mutton.
In Great Britain about 22 per cent
of all meat consumed is mutton. In
France it is about 11 per cent. In
Canada it is not quite 7, and in the
United States is only about 3% per
cent. Last vear (1918) the consump-
tion of dressed meat (lard excluded)
fn the United States averaged 150
pounds per person, of which only 5
were mutton and lamb.
The British, the Canadians, and the
French—all similar types of people
and having habits of life similar to
Americans—use less meat than Amer-
"cans do, but a much larger proportion
comes from sheep. The United States
' gets its meat principally from cattle
half of the annual product per colony |
ton and lamb. These are the annual
"averages for last year.
was realized by July 1. The high con-
dition of 92.1 per cent of normal on
July 1 this year compares with 66.7 in
1918 and 86.3 in 1917.
Electrical Undertakings in Japan.
There are 715 electrical undertak-
ings in Japan, including 625 power
plants, 42 electric railways, and 48
companies operating both power plants
and tramways. This is an increase of
40 companies over last year. The to-
tal amount of invested capital in these
enterprises is about $388,000,000, in-
cluding $193,000,000 for power plants,
$22,000.000 for railways, and $173.000,-
000 for those rendering combined
service—an Increase of about $8,000,
000 over last year.
and hogs. Pork consumption is abeut
14 times, and beef consumption about
13 times, as great as our use of mut-
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Bag Changes Into a Float.
A British invention for the relief of
aeronduts making voyages over exten-
give stretches of water consists of a
more or less circular gas bag in the
‘ center of which is stretched a “floor”
of heavy fabric. Ordinarily, the raft
is carried by the airship in the de
flated state; but in the event of acci-
dent it can be inflated in a few min-
utes to form a most serviceable raft.
The bag Is really a series of bags, each
being inflated through a separate air
valve. Simple oar locks and a pair of
oars are provided for propulsion pur
poses.
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Do you smoke? Are
i FOR AND ABOUT WOMEN...
! "DAILY THOUGHT.
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May we so order our lives that we may
ever strive to be at one with God, not only
to give but alse to live thanks unto God.
In this holy frame of’mind may we all en-
ter into the spirit of Thanksgiving day.
It is a good thing to give thanks unto
the Lord.—Psalm XCII, 1.
A prettily decorated dining table
makes an attractive setting for the
Thanksgiving feast. Every year the
shops are full of quaint suggestions
for the festivity, from miniature rep-
resentations of the lordly gobbler to
the homely but palatable pumpkin,
And, best of all, many of these pret-
ty favors and place cards can be made
at home with very little trouble.
There is perhaps nothing more ef-
fective among these new ideas than
the pumpkin centerpiece, or Jack
Horner pie, as it is sometimes called.
This is really a most deceptive affair,
for it looks like a genuine pumpkin,
but is really cunningly fashioned from
deep yellow tissue paper held in
shape by a wire frame or a frame of
rather stiff cardboard. The stem and
leaves are made of dark green paper.
The interior of the pumpkin is hollow
and can be filled with small favors
for the guests, with ribbons leading
from it to each plate.
‘This table receives an added touch
of gayety from having the edges
wreathed with pumpkin vines adorn-
ed both with blossoms and miniature
fruit. The vines themselves are made
of wire wound with a tiny twist of
cotton batting and covered with green
paper. The small pumpkins are sim-
ply balls of cotton on a wire stem
eovered with yellow crepe paper,
while the blossoms are of yellow tis
sue.
Just below the lace trimmed cloth
this same table is draped with a roll
of turkey paper, which is most ef-
fective. This is a white crepe paper
on which are printed large turkeys
in natural colors. It is gathered
along the upper edge very slightly
and fasten by pinning under the
edge of the tablecloth.
The place cards are small turkeys
with easel backs that can be made
from the little turkeys cut from the
paper napkins that are . got out: for
hanksgiving. These little gobblers
should first be mounted on heavy
cardboard and then touched up with
a little gold paint on the feathers to
give them a hand-painted effect.
A most amusing turkey centerpiece
represents the piece de resistance of
the Tnenkegiying table as a very
sporty bird indeed. He wears a high
silk hat, he carries a cane under one
arm, or, rather, under one claw, and
in his beak is cocked a long black ci-
ar. His feathers are white and
rown and his wattles a brilliant red,
and his tail is spread to its greatest
extent. But, withal, he is a hollow
sham, and his interior can be used as
a receptacle for favors or bonbons.
One of these gay birds would cer.
tainly create a great deal of merri-
ment at a dinner table.
Turkeys are so scarce and high in
price that not many families will have
one for their Thanksgiving dinner.
A good chicken well roasted and sea-
soned is thought by many to surpass
the turkey. At any rate we shall be
satisfied with the chicken and all the
trimmings that go with it. With
pumpkin pie and cranberry. sauce who
could wish for a better meal?
..-1 wished to have some ducks for
Thanksgiving, but hated to think of
having to pick them so thought I
would experiment a little. I rolled
some rosin with a bottle until it was;
powdered, then sprinkled it on the
ducks, wrapped ‘them in sacks, and
put them in boiling water about five
minutes. Then took them out and
left them to steam for a while. When
I unwrapped them the feathers and
down peeled right off.
For the Children’s Thanksgiving
Dinner.—If the bulk of your family
party is to be young children, do not:
be overruled by tradition in ordering
the menu. A groaning board may be
historic, but it will breed groaning
youngsters and shows little sense.
Do not stuff your children with pies,
doughnuts, oyster rolls, pickles and
rich sweets, even though your moth-
er and grandmother always had them
i for Thanksgiving.
i Have a simple corn soup instead of
the rich black bean sort, no fish. or if
you will not omit this course, do not
. have heavy salmon or lobster out of
season.
i Let the turkey be the main dish of
: the meal and see that the children’s
portion is not too large. There'is no
{ more indigestible meat than turkey,
especially to the young. Mashed po-
tatoes, one other vegetable and cran-
herring are enough with the “national
bird.”
| If you have a salad let it be a crisp
{ lettuce, garnished with cream cheese
balls and bar-le-duc. Vanilla ice
cream with hot chocolate or orange
sauce is quite as palatable as very
rich nestlerode puddings and other
fancy ices.
At the close of the dinner let the
children take a short run on the porch
or pavement, if they are to stay for
the rest of the evening. This takes
away their stuffy feeling and keeps
them from getting so fretful. °
Recine for Pumpkin Pie.—This
pumpkin pie recipe has heen tested
and found good by many housewives:
Mix two-thirds of a cupful of brown
sugar, one teaspoonful of cinnamon,
one-half teaspoonful of ginger and
one-half teaspoonful of salt, and add
one and one-half cupfuls of steamed
and strained pumpkin, two eggs,
slichtly beaten, one and one-half cup-
fuls of milk and one-half cupful of
cream. Bake in one crust.
Baked Fudge.—Two eggs, one cup-
ful of sugar, two squares of melted
chocolate, fifteen chopped walnuts,
one-half cupful of flour, one-half cup-
ful of melted butter. :
Put together in the order given,
spread like fudge in a pan and bake.
When done cut into squares while hot,
allow to cool and then take from pan.
In cleaning a sponge dissolve half
a small cupful of salt in a pint and a
half of water. Knead and rub the
sponge well in this and then rinse.
Milk puddings should not be nut in-
to a very hot oven or the milk will
curdle.