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PURITANS DiD NOT ORIGINATE THE
THANKSGIVING IDEA.
Our National Festival Sprung From an
Old Hebrew Custom—Feasts of Demeter
and the Harvest Homes of the Saxons
and Celts “fore Similar.
The story of the first Thanksgiving
in New England loses none of its inter-
est as time rolls on. With each anni-
versary a new charm beckons in persua-
sive power to old colony days in Plym-
outh. It is a land of lingering visions;
of scant stock‘ of~ pilgrim fathers, sur-
vivors of the hundred souls and more
washed by the Mayflower on the bleak;
New England coast when winter pre-
vailed against them so that their clothes.
froze, many times like coats of iron.
But hark to a clank of cutlass and
corselet of steel! What, ho! Miles Stand-
ish, “clad in doublet and hose and
boots of Cordovan leather,” striding
again with martial air, and yet once
more doth the hurrying pen of the strip-
ling, John Alden, “with the dew of
his youth and the beauty thereof,” in-
dite epistles filled "with the name and
the fame of Priscilla. the ‘ ‘loveliest maid
in Plymouth. ”
’Two hundred and seventy-five years
have passed since the faint line of the
Atlantic coast shimmered before the
straining eyes of the Puritan forefa-
thers, but it is not hard to picture their
first Thanksgiving in the golden autumn
of 162]. The cruel, hungry winter
(there was a row of graves, and their
number was almost half- of the entire
company) was passed. Summer smiled
on their cornfields, and autumn brought
abundant harvest. It is a joyous de-
scription that Edward Winslow, the his-
torian 0f the Plymouth colony, writes
of the pioneer Puritanical Thanksgiving
that followed:
“Our harvest being gotten in, our
Governor (William Bradford) sent four
men on fowling, so that we might after
a-special manner rejoice together after
we had gathered the fruit of our labors.
They four in one day killed as much
foule as, with a little help beside,
served the company almost a Week. At
which time. amongst other recreation, we
exercised our arms, many of the Indians
coming amongst us, and among the rest
their greatest king, Massasoyt, with
some 90 men, whom for three days we
entertained and feasted, and they went
out and killed five deer, which they
brought to the plantation and bestowed
on our Governor and upon the captain
(Myles Standish) and others.”
Governor Bradford completes the
picture by enumerating the ’blessings
which induce the Thanksgiving cere-
mony: .
“ hey began now to gather in yo
small harvest they had and to fitte up
their homes and dwellings against win-
ter, being all Well recovered in health
and strength, and had all things in
good plenty, for as some were thus em-
ployed in affairs abroad others were ex-
ercised in fishing about codd and bass
and other fish of which yey took good
store, of which every family had their
portion. All ye Somer ther was no
waste, and now began to come in store
of foule, as winter approached, of which
this place did abound when they came
first (but afterwards decreased by de-
grees), and beside water foule ther was
great store of wild Turkies, of which
they took many, beside venison, &c.
Beside they had about a peek of meal a
weeks to a person or now since harvest,
Indian corn to ye proportion.”
Not one of the American holidays is
so suggestive of the love of home which
is dominant in the national mind as
Thanksgiving, but in history the fes-
tival does not find its exclusive home
here. The Thanksgiving idea is an old
one. The New England Puritans, in
commemorating a day of thanks, were
only following in the footsteps of the
Hebrews, who annually observed a feast
of tabernacles or of ingathering. Thanks-
giving lives in the classic authors in al-
lusions to the.feasts of Demeter. Har-
vest'homes were held by the Saxons and
the Celts, and what more beautiful pic-
ture of an aboriginal autumn festival
could there be than the story of Hia-
watha’s feast of Mondamin:
Homeward then went Hiawatha
To the lodge of old Nokomis,
And the seven days of his fasting
Were accomplished and completed.
But the place was not forgotten
Where he wrestled with Mondamia,
Nor forgotten nor neglected
Was the grave whore lay Mondamin,
Sleeping in the rain and sunshine,
Where his scattered plumes and garments
Faded in the rain and sunshine.
Day by day did Hiawatha
G0 to wait and watch beside it;
Kept the dark mold soft above it;
Kept it clean from weeds and insects:
Drove away, with scoffs and shoutings.
Kahgahgce, the king of ravens.
Till at length the small green feather
From the earth shot slowly upward,
Then another and another,
And before the summer ended
Stood the maize in all its beauty.
With its shining robes about it,
,And its long, soft, yellow tresses.
And in rapture Hiawatha
Cried aloud: “It is Mondaminl
Yes, the friend of man, Mondaminl"
Then he called to old Nokomis
And Iagoo, the great booster:
Showed them where the maize was grow-
mg;
‘Told them of his wondrous vision,
.’Of his wrestling and his triumph,
Of this new gift to the nations, .
‘ Which should be their food forever.
And still later, when the autumn
Changed the long, green leaves to yellow,
And the soft and juicy kernels
Grew like Wampum hard and yellow,
Then the ripened ears he'gathered,
Stripped the withered husks from OR them,
As he'once had stripped the wrestler,
Gave the first feast of Mondamin
And made known unto the people
This new gift of the Great Spirit.
—Philadelphia Times.
Connecticut’s First Thanksgiving.
The public records of Connecticut
show that the first Thanksgiving of the
Hartford settlers was held on Aug. 26,
1639. In 1663 the Hartford and New
Haven colonies were united, and from
that time on the governors of the colony
and state of Connecticut have regularly
issued their Thanksgiving proclama-
tions—New York Sun.
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A RAVEN’S MISCHIEF.‘
The Antics of a Pet Raven; Funny but
- Troublesome. _
The chief bird pet of my life in no-
toriety and interest was a. raven. We
—my husband and I—bought him in
Leadcnhall Market with the down of
youth among his feathers; we brought
him home to Yorkville and called him
Grip. He was a sapient fowl, and a
past master in mischief. At first we
gave him full liberty, but rued our
confidence; for after several misde-
meanors he culminated his crimes by
flying up into a guest’s bedroom win-
dow, picked-every cork. and stopper
out of all bottles, spoiled a gown 1y-
ing on the bed and damaged her prop-
erty generally. So we clipped his
wings and confined his misconduct to
the ground floor. He used to hop
about with his head on one side eerily
watching one’s every move. One day
I had labored in the heat to arrange
my flowers in hall and drawing room,
and then went out for a stroll. On my
return Grip was basking in the sun,
half asleep, so virtuous in aspect that
with misgivings I entered the house.
Every flower was out of every vase,
the little vases all on the floor—strange
to say, unbroken—the larges ones all
upset. A favorite fan was picked to
shreds, all the letter weights gone,
and other mischiefs perpetrated. Grip
must have been diligent, for my ab-
sence was brief.
After that we wired the lower win-
My husband’s room had a
glass door, frOm which steps went
doWn toward the stables. On cold
winter nights we could hear a tap—tap-
ping, like Poe’s bird, on the glass, and
the opened door admitted Grip glisten-
ing with wet. He did not remark
“Nevermore,” but proceeded to mount
the back of the chair nearest. the fire,
and shake and preen himself till he
was dry. Then he would jump down
and seek occasion of mischief all
around the room, till we tired of herd-
ing him, and once more committed
him to the outer dark. He used to
carry things off and hide them; a big
mud of mine, thrice his own size, suf-
fered from a two days’ eXposurc in a
distant field. ‘
But Grip was best fun with seven
black collie pups, when these were old
enough to play on the back premises.
I believe he was jealous of them, for
they attracted much attention. If a.
hapless pup got anything to play with,
Grip at once took his toy away; and
if the pack started in lumbering pur-
suit of the treasure, the raven would
turn, cowering and fluttering, and,
opening wide its beak,'would croak
and scream in ludicrous “Can’t you let
a. poor d—l alone?” fashion. If the
pups blundered at play together, roll-
ing over in heaps, Grip saw his
chance, and, hopping sideways, would
bustle up to the palpitati'ng pile and
nip the most prominent tail in his
strong bill, till the insulted puppy, yelp-
ing with pain, assaulted whichever of
his brethren came nearest as the of-
fender. Meantime, Grip, retired and
apart, sat looking as if such games
made him sad—till he saw his next 0p-
portunity.~Lady Middleton in the
Badminton Magazine.
One Unsettled Point.
An old man who bore evidence of
more work than culture approached
a representative of a free silver pa-
per the other day in the State Li-
brary. ,
“Can I ask you a question?”
“Certainly.”
“Well, if we have free silver coin-
age, we’ll all have more money, won’t
we?”
“Why, yes, certainly; that’s easy to
answer.”
“Well, what I want to know,” said
the old father, earnestly, “ is wheth'
or they will bring it to me or whether
I’ll have to go after it.”
‘The Cdstly'Lot.
Gadsby—“Those three dude sons of
Van Nostrand cost him about $5,000
a. year.”
Miss Caustique—“Then he has been
putting a good deal of money. into real
estate.”
“How’s that?”
“He is spending $5,000 a year on a
vacant lot.”-—Brooklyn Life.
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THANKSGIVING TURKEY.
.Vnrions Toothsome W'ays to Prepare tho
Delightful Bird. .
If you have the spirit of thankfulness
In your own heart, and Want to aWaken
a corresponding glow in, the heart of
your lord and master, you will serve
your turkey boned and so get rid of
much of the difficulty in carving.
An easy way to bone a turkey is to
slit the skin down the back with a sharp
knife, and, raising one side at a time
with the fingers, separate the flesh fr0m
reached; unjoint these from the body,
and, cutting through to the bone, turn
back the flesh and remove the bones.
Stuff with forcemeat made of veal and
a little pork chopped fine, and. season
with salt, pepper, sage or savory, and
the juice of a lemon. Sew in shape, and
press the wings and legs close to the
body, and tie all firmly, so that the up-
per surface may be smooth and plump.
Lard the breast with narrow strips of
firm, fat pork, and bake until thoroughly
done, basting often with salt and water
and a. little butter. Serve with a giblet
dressing, to which has been addedacup
of strained tomatoes. '
To make a giblet dressing for roast
turkey, put the giblets and neck in a
saucepan with cold water and add an
onion, salt and pepper, and a. slice of
dry bread that has been made very
brown in the oven. Boil until the gill-
lets are done, then strain the stock.
Chop the giblets fine and put them and
the stock back into the saucepan, dredge
with a little flour, add the brown gravy
from the bottom of the pan in which the
fowl was cooked, after skimming off
the fat. Serve hot in‘ a gravy boat.
A good, old fashioned stufiing is made
by mixing with a loaf of stale bread
half a cup of butter, an egg, salt, pep-
per, sage and thyme or celery to taste,
all brought to the consistency of mush
by the addition of hot water.
An oyster dressing is considered an
improvement upon the old recipe. It is
made by adding to haif a loaf of stale
bread crumbled half a cup of butter and
salt and pepperto taste. Drain off the
liquor from a pint cf oysters, heat it
and pour over the bread crumbs; add an
egg and mix all theingredients Well to-
gether. A little sweet milk is a great
improvement.
Most delicious of all is a chestnut
stuffing, the rich nuts giving a peculiar-
ly delicate taste to the fowl. To make
it boil the chestnuts, remove the shells
and brown skins and mash them. Mix
them with a few grated bread crumbs
and moisten with sweet cream, add a.
little butter and season with pepper and
salt. In filling the turkey do not crowd
in the stuffing. Sew up the openings
and tie or skewer the legs and wings in
shape. Rub thickly with butter and salt;
and dredge with flour. Place in a drip-
ping pan and put half a. cup of water in
the pan. Use a moderate oven and cov-
er the turkey with another pan for the
first 40 minutes. Baste frequently and
turn the bird occasionally to expose all
parts to the heat. It should be tender
and moist and a golden brown all over
when done. Garnish the dish with
small balls of fried sausage or fried oys-
ters and parsley. Serve with a. giblet
dressing and cranberries. —-St. Louis
Globe-Democrat.
Let Us Give Thanks.
That is an impoverished soul which
cannot on Thanksgiving day lift itself
up in praise. This is the festival of
households and the festival of common-
wealths. Has not God been good to our
homes and good to our commonwealths?
Then, let us be glad before him and bless
his name.
Think of God’s mercy it our homes.
Are - our families unbroken? Are we
glad in the love of dear ones left to us?
Let us give thanks to the God of house-
holds. .
Think of God’s mercy to our land.
Have we been spared the pangs of war,
famine and pestilence? Have our fields
given rich harvests? Let us give thanks
to the God of nations. -—Independent.
Thanksgiving In 1771.
In 1771, long before which time
Thanksgiving had become an annual
custom in New England, the customary
Thanksgiving proclamation of Governor
Hutchinson met with ‘a very cold recep-
tion. The spirit of independence was
abroad, and patriotic Americans could
find little to be thankful for under the
British yoke. Most of the Boston min-
isters absolutely refused to read the
proclamation to their congregations,
and several i ‘
dined—St. Lou Post-Dispatch. '
Inappropriate Dishes.
Mince pie and plum pudding, wrap—
ped in blue flames, find places on some
tables. Really they do not belong there.
By right they should be relegated to
Christmas, with the fruit cake just a
year old, for if there is a New England
dish it. is the golden pumpkin pie—Ex-
change.
Thanksgiving Day.
Over the river and through the wood
To grandfather’s house we go.
The horse knows the way
To carry the sleigh
Through the white and drifted snow.
Over the river and through the wood.
Oh, how the wind does blow!
It stings the toes
And bites the nose
As over the ground we go.
Over the river and through the wood
To have a first rate play.
Hear the bells ring,
“Ting-a-ling'dingi” g,
Hurrah for Thanksgiving day! 2
Over the river and through the womi
Trot fast, my dapple gray!
Spring over the ground,
Like a hunting hound,
For this is Thanskgiving dayl
Over the river and through the wood‘
And straight through the barnyard gate '
We seem to go
Extremely slow.
It is so hard to wait.
Over the river and through the wood
Now grandmother’s cap I spy.
Hurrah for the funl
' Is the pudding done?
Burro}. for the pumpkin pie!
-—L. Marie Ghfld.
the bones until the wings and legs are ,
The flesh may be reshaped by stufling. '
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