An Old Fashioned Thanksgiving Page #6

Tilly gave the rest to the Yules.

Grandmother`s carriage got stuck

at the end of the road.

The coachman and the footman

were digging it out all night.

And what else happened

while I was occupied?

Gad proposed.

-And l`ve accepted.

-ls that so?

-But you wanted to be a writer.

-That was ages ago.

Let`s eat!

Mother is well.

We cured her by fixing a turkey,

which you are all invited to eat.

Mother?

I hope you won`t leave right away.

I have a proposal for you.

-Hello.

-Hello.

Hello. Just a few things.

Some puddings and cheese.

-How is your mother?

-She`s much better. Thank you.

-Good.

-Why don`t you take that from Mrs. Hopkins?

It`s lovely.

Perhaps Mr. Hopkins should carve?

We can`t start. Not till Mother comes.

-Solomon.

-The poor woman has just recovered.

-lt`s not Thanksgiving if she`s not with us.

-Solomon, mother needs rest.

-Don`t be silly.

-Mrs. Bassett.

-This is what I need.

-Mother.

I heard a voice say something about

Thanksgiving. Was that you, Solomon?

There`s lots of food!

Please, allow me.

I have so much to be thankful for.

May l?

Thanks for the roses by the wayside.

Thanks for thorns their stems contain.

Thanks for home and thanks for fireside.

Thanks for hope, that sweet refrain. Amen.

-lt looks good!

-I must commend you on this.

It is the most magnificent bird

l`ve ever had the honor to carve.

-I think it`s the big...

-I just got the big part.

-Yes, please.

-l`m eating my vegetables, Mother, yes.

-How is it?

-lt`s delicious!

-Perfectly cooked.

-lt`s nice to see you with your appetite back.

Absolutely.

She`s eaten so little these last days.

Thank you.

-Care for a drumstick?

-What do you like?

Tilly, do tell us,

have you ever had wine before?

No, I haven`t. Not yet.

-To the turkey!

-To the turkey!

Thank you.

I cannot give my blessing.

You have the benefit of four years of college

and a year abroad.

Tilly has no such experience to prepare her.

I was not aware it is required.

Her grandmother has invited her

to undertake some travels

and studies of her own.

If after that she is of the same mind,

she is free to wed.

-Thank you again.

-Lovely evening.

-Thank you for coming.

-Careful on the steps there, now.

Thank you, dear.

Don`t be sad.

You were gone five years.

I won`t be that long.

A minute is too long.

It`s much too full.

You must have them press everything

whenever you get to a hotel.

It wouldn`t do for a famous writer

to travel the world

Iooking as wrinkled as a prune.

-Don`t make me cry.

-Don`t forget me.

That`s impossible.

For luck.

We`ll need the small bags tonight, and

the big bags we can leave on the carriage.

I can`t go.

Your father didn`t permit the word ``can`t.``

I left my home in anger.

You`re leaving with all my love and support.

-I was happy.

-You`ll find more happiness.

I`ll miss you.

-You come back for dinner anytime.

-Okay.

-For you.

-Goodbye, little poppet.

-Will you send macaroons?

-And marzipan.

-And chocolate?

-Goodbye, you big strong girl.

Thank you so much for everything.

-Take care of her.

-You and Ellis raised her well, Mary.

She can take care of herself.

A long time ago

up among the New Hampshire hills

Iived a man, his wife

and a pile of sturdy children.

We were poor in money,

but rich in land and love.

The wide acres of wood, corn and pasture

fed and clothed the flock,

while mutual patience,

affection and courage

made our old farmhouse

a very happy home.

For those who dream of adventure it may

seem too simple a place to start our story,

until we remember that the best adventures

begin with simple things.

Not Gypsies or sword fights or dragons,

but hope, and family, and love.

Hey! Hey!

-Write.

-I will, every day.

-l`ll wait.

-You`d better.

I love you.

Me, too.

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