The Butler Weekly Times Newspaper, November 30, 1893, Page 2

Thanksgiving! Tis thanksgiving! Thanksgiving Poetr: To the church with all the town! het each give thanks for blessings The year has showered down. Yorget that graves are gaping And soon shall swallow all- fhe thankless and the thankful, The mighty and the small. Fhanksgiving! “Tisthanksgiving! Let merry belis declare *he joy that dwells within us, The exile of despair. “orget that graves are gaping, That darkness stands beside To cover each man over And will not be denied. Thanksgiving! "Tis Thanksgiving! Let maid and matron sing; Let bass and tenor, chording, Give thanks unto the King. 1 orget that graves are gaping, And endless silence soon Shall still both choir and organ And drown the joyful tune. Vhanksgiving! ‘Tis Thanksgiving! Back, care! but welcome, mirth! To-day to you is sacred, And all the men on earth. Sorget that graves are gaping, That mirth with care shall be Together, undistinguished Throughout eternity. Tbhrnksgiving! "Tis Thanksgiving! Give thanks, then, oh, give thanks This life has many prizes And few of us draw blanks. Corget that graves are gaping, And they who win shall rest Seside the luckless losers In one oblivious drest. Thanksgiving! "Tis Thanksgiving! Fill full the flowing bowl! The past was good—be careless Of what may come, my soul. Lorget. that graves are gaping, This life is very sweet. “Dum vivimus, vivimus” ] pur-| os if it had been vose for her. “Here Iam at last. Bie. reserved on father.” said “You ate your thauks inner without me, but I've ving ome to| ~peud the evening with y Yes, it was Prudence Englefield. | She wore the same neat ard maiden | y attire which she had been accus omed to put on when the uer bair was parted from her bros pale, yet the glow of the fire suffus ed it with a healthful bloom. iad spent the many months of he absence in guilt aud infamy, yet She could not altered had she on her gentle aspect. bave looked less eside for half au turned while the blaze was quivering upward from the same brauds that were burning at her departure. And} 'o John Englefield she was the very ivage of his buri d wife, such as he remembered her on the tirst Thanks giving which they had passed unde their own roof. Therefore, thoug} naturally a stern and rugged map he could not speak unkindly to bis sinful child, nor yet could he tale her to his bosom. | "You are welcome home, Pru dence,” said he, glancing sideways at her, and his voice faltered. “Your mother would have rejoiced to se you, but she has been gone from u+ four months.” “I know it, father, I know it,” re Come, friends,give thanks—and eat! {BARRETT EASTMAN. JOHN’s THANKSGIVING. BY NATHANIEL HAWTHORNE, ‘On the evening of Thanksgivirg day Jobn Inglefield, the blacksmith, sat in his elbow chair among those who had been keeping festival at his board. Being the central figure o the domestic circle, the fire threw its strongest light on his massive aod sturdy frame, rendering bis rough visage so that it looked like the head of an iron statue, all a glow from his own forge, and with its features rudely fashioned on its own anvil. At John Inglefield’s right hand was an empty chair. The oth er places round the hearth were fill- ed by the members of the family, who all sat quietly,° while. with a semblance of fantastic merriment, their shadows danced on the wal] behind them. One of the group was John Inglefield’s son, who had beer bred at college and was now a stu- dent of theology at Andover. There was also a daughter of 16. whom no- body could look at without thinking of a rosebud almost blossoming The only other occupant of the fire- side was Robert Moore. formerly an apprentice of the blacksmith, but now his journeyman, and who seem ed more hike his owa son than the pale and slender student. Only these four had kept New EXngland festival beneath that roof. The vacant chair at John Engle field’s right hand was in memory of his wife, whom death had snatched from him since the previous Thanks- giving. With a feeling that few wold have looked for in his rough natare the bereaved husband had himself set the chair in its place next his own, and often did his eye glance thitherward as deemed it pore sible that the cold grave might send back its tenant to cheerful fireside, at least for that one evening. Thus did he cherish the grief that was dear to him. But there was another gnicf that he would’ fain have torn ‘irom his heart; or, since that could never be, haye buried it too deep for others to behold or for his own re- membrance. Within the past year suother member of his household had gene from him, but not to the grave. Yet they kept no vacant chair for her. While John Englefield and his family were sitting around the hearth, with the shadows dancing Dohind them on the wall, the outer door was opened and a light footstep came along the passage. The latch 7 ~-— of the inner door was lifted by some \ familiar hand, and a young girl came in, wearing a cloak and hood, which she took off and laid on the table beneath the looking-glass. Then, ing a moment at the fireside pcg Saal and took the seat at John Englefield’s right hand plied Prudence, quickly. ‘And yet when I first came in, my eyes were so dazed by the firelight that she seemed to be sitting in this very ebair.” By this time the members of th family had begun to recover from their surprise and became sensible that it was no ghost from the grave nor vision of their vivid recollection, but Prudence her own self. Hea brother was the next that grecte her. He advanced and held out his hand affectionately, as a brothe: should, yet not entirely like a broth er, for with all his kindness, he was still a clergyman and speaking toa child of sin. “Sister Prudence,” said he ear nestly ‘I rejoice that a merciful Providence hath turned your steps homeward in time for me to bid you a last farewell. In a few weeks, sis ter, Iam to sail asa missionary to the far islands of the Pacific. There 1s not one of these beloved faces that I shall ever hope to behold again on this earth. Oh, may I see all of ‘hem—your’s and all—beyond the rave.” A shadow flitted across the girl's countenance. “The grave is very dark, brother,” answered she, withdrawing her hand somewhat hastily from his grasp. “You may look your last at me by the light of this fire.” While this was passing the (tind girl—the rosebud that had ra on the same stem with the castaway —stood gazing at her sister, long- ing to fling herself upon her bosom, so that the tendrils of their hearts might intertwine again. At first she was restrained by mingled grief and shame, and by a dread that Pru- dence was too much changed to re- spond to her affection, or that her own purity would be felt as a re-| proach by the lost one. But, as she listened to the familiar voice, while the face grew more and more famil- iar, she forgot everything save that Prudence had come back. Spring-| ing forward she would have clasped her in a close embrace. At that very | instant, however, Prudence started from her chair and held out both hands with a warning gesture. “No, Mary; no, my sister,” cried she; “do not touch me. Your bosom must not be pressed to mine.” Mary shuddered and stood still, | for she felt that something darker than the grave was between Pru | dence and herself, though they seem-| ed so near each other in the light of their father’s hearth, where they | had grown up together. Meanwhile | Prudence threw her eyes around the | room in search of one who had not: yet bidden her weleome. He had_ withdrawn from his seat by the fire-| house | i6ld work was over for the day, ani} othe simple and modest fasbio that became ber best of all. If het cheek might otherwise have been} If sbe| hey seemed to have left no traces | hour and re | } within him. ihe Original ROUND OAK. 1 | | | | WITH LOW DOWN FIRE POT. SOLD Hardware, Bain, Harrison end Mitchell Wagon Pumps and Pump Repairing, Iron cheerful and kindly tone: “Come, Robert.” she said, ‘won't vou sbake hands with old frienc/” your Rol rt held back for a moment. but uff ction struggled powerfully and cv-reame his pride and resent nent. seize her hand and pressed it to his bosom band, “you must not give me too warn: a welcome.” Aud now, baving exchanged greet ings with each member of the family Prudence again seated herself in the chair at John Englefield’s right baud. She was naturally a girl of quick and tender sensibilities, gladsome in her ing pathos interfused into her mer- rest words apd deeds. It marked of her, too, that was re- she ing her own feelingslike a spell over ter companions. Such as ske bad been in the days of her innocence, so did she appear this eveuing. Her | friends, in the surprise aud bewilder-' ment of her return, almost forgot that she had ever left them, or that she had forfeited any of ber claims to their affection. In the moruing, perhaps. they might have looked at her with altered eyes, but by the Thanksgiving fireside they felt only that their own Prudence had come back to them and they were tbank- ful. beart as it grew warm and merry Once or twice he even laughed till the room rang again, yet seemed startled at the echo of his ister became as frolicsome as a school boy. Mary, too, the rosebud, forgot that her twin blossom had trampled in the dust. Robert Moore, he gazed at Pra- dence with the bashful earnestness of love new born, while she, with sweet maidenly coquetry, half-smiled upon and half discouraged him. In short it was one of those inter- vals when sorrow vanishes in its own depth of shadow and joy starts forth in transitory brightness. When the clock struck 8 Prudence poured out her father’s customary draught of herb tea, which she had been steep- ing by the fireside ever since twi- light. “God bless you, child!” said John Englefield, as he took the cup from her hand; “you have made your old father happy again. But we miss your mother sadly, Prudence, badly. It seems as if she ought to be here now.” | “Now, father, or never,” replied Prudence. It was now the hour for domestic side and was standing near the door with his face averted, so that his features could be discerned by the worship, but while the family were making preparations for their duty. they suddenly perceived that Pru- shadow of the profile upon the wall. | tence had put on hercloak and (hood i But Prudence called to him in a/and was lifting the latch of the door. ania to $75,000. ORIGINAL OF ITS CLASS. BY DEACON BROS., & CO. --—DEALERS IN—— Groceries, Seeds and Farm Machinery, | yics, He rushed toward Prudence | “There, there, Robert,” said she | smiling sadly as she withdrew her | veneral mood, but with a bewitcb- | had a} faculty, even in childhood, of throw- | Jobn Engletield’s rough visage : brightened with the glow of bis | own mirth. The grave young min-! ever been torn from the stem and) And as for; "NOLLOS LHOIL- YIV ONY ‘qa yoog Bal qoue uc s, Top Buggies and Spring Wagons, 1 |“Pradence, Prudence, | you gong?” they all cried with one | Voice. , As Prudence passed out of the | door she turned toward them and flung back her hand with a gesture but her changed that they hardly 1ecogniz- edit Sin and evil passions glowed through its comeliness aud wrought a horrible deformity; a smile beamed in her eyee as a triumphant mockery at their surpri of farewell, face was 80 p aud grief. ~Daughter,” cried Jobn Englefield between wrath and sorrow, “stay father's blessing, or take his curse with you!” Tor an instant Prudence lingered and looked back into the fire lighted room, while her and be your countenance wore almost the expression as if she was who had power to seize his victim even with- in the hallowed precincts of her fath- er’s hearth. The fiend prevailed and | Prudetes vavished into outer dark- When the family rushed to the door they could see nothing, but | heard the sound of wheels rattling ‘struggling with a_ fiend, gehog ness over the frozen ground. That same night, among the paint beanties of the theater neighboring city, there was whose ed of a one seemed in- ‘consistent with any sympathy for | pure affections, and for the joys aud | griefs which are hallowed by them. Yet this was Prudence Englefield. Her visit to the Thanksgiving fire- side was the realization of one of those waking @reams in which the} guilty soul will sometimes stray} back to its innocence. But Sin, alas, | is careful of her bond slaves; they bear her voice, perhaps at the holiest | moment and are constrained to go whither she summons them. The same dark power that drew Pru- | dence Englefield from her father’s | hearth—the same iu its nature, | though heightened then to @ dread | | Mecessity—would snatch a guilty soul from the gate of heaven and make its sin aud punishment alike | eternal. | ‘A Sound iver Makes a Well Man. | | | Are you Billious, conszipated or trou- | | bled with Jaundice, Sick Headache, bad | taste in the mouth, foul breath, coated | tongue, dyspepsia, Indigestion, hot dry | skin, pain in the back and between the | shoulders, chills and tever, &c. If vou have any of these symptoms, your liver | is out ot order and your blood is slowly | being poisoned because your liver does not act properly. Herbine wil! cure ali | disorder of the liver, Stomach or gbowels | | Ithas no equalas alivermedicine. Price i75 cents. Free trial bottles at H. L.! ‘Tuckers drugstore. 4S ly dissolute mirth ithe holy land. feast of }Ou corn, Wine, oil and fruits. I jcourse of Ome a splendid ric jsinging in ‘fathers tried to celebrate it, » Steel and Wagon Wood Work. | DEACON BROS. & CO. Southeast Corner Square, Butler, Me. | the train pulls out Enony jumps in. HISTORY OF THANKSGIVING. Originated With Moses Whea Reached the Prowis Land. Thank in getting itself established! It is te sgiving day was a Jong time pot an exclusively Arcerican affair and was not geverally observed the west and south till aiter the war; but in the east it may be said to date from the seventeenth century Over strucied 3,000 years Moses > ir Israe feast after they got established in They called it tabervacles, the s to keep a tle the and for jexght days following the close of harvest 5 made chietly of green boughs, and feasted dwelt in booths the fa \ ‘ jthis feast was developed, ineluding choruses j Somewhat later the Greeks Leld a {nine days’ feast of simuar character, lesponsive lin which staves were allowed to take part, and all criminals except: miur- derers. The Romans bad a similar feasts in honor of Ceres, goddess of grain. The Saxons had a “Harvest Home,” and after them the Evglisb, which festival was observed in a sort of way ip some of the Americau colo Tu the year 1621 the Prilgrim but at was rather a gloomy uffuir. In 1623 'a ship loaded with provisions faied | ed a day of humiliation, fasting, and where are | prayer, but the expected ship arriv | jed, and so they made ita day of | | thanksgiving. ! Ninety Indiaus, headed by Chief Massasoit, took part. In 1623 the! Puritavs ran out of provisions, and! February 9 was named asa day of! fasting and prayer. As in the other} case, the ship arrived, and they bad | a feast instead. Juve 15, 1636, there | was a general service in the churches | to give thanks for the great Pequots, | and on the 12th of October following a general service and feast, in honor of peace aud the settling of some religious differences. Forty years later Gov. Andros ordered the pec- ple to give thanks on the first day| of Dee.; but they hated Andros and} did not thank worth a cent. Sever-| ral persons were arrested for treat: | ing the proclamation with comtempt | but this struck the home authorities | as rather ludicrous, und his conduct } was disapproved. Thereafter Thanksgiving was pret- ty generally observed in all the the haming the} George Washington recom- mended to congress the naming of a national day in 1789 for the adoption of the constitution; it was done, and the day was generally observed. In 1795 the proceeding was repeated. James Madison appears to have issued the presidential proclamation states, day sovernor & to arrive, and Gov. Bradford uppoiut | ov the subject in 1815 in honor of the return Forty-eight years passed before President Lin coln issued the second onein 1863 Sinee then every President Shas fol- lowed the custo, and the day is na- tionally observed at last. of peace. Enony, the Traveling Dog. Moberly. 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