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PAGE BEAVERTON a F R ID A Y E N T E R P R IS E - Lady Blanche ¥arm A Rom ance O f T h e m m onplace J. L A M B O R N E L D E R , Publisher PubisUed Friday o f each week by Tualatin Pubiahin« Co. at Beaverton Ore. Entered a» second clase matter at the postoffice at ] Beaverton, Ore Subscription Bates One Year... Six Months. ..fl.OOThree ____ $.50 Months............... - ................$.35 Subscriptions Payable In Advance W N,U. SE.RVICB Frances Parkinson. CH APTER I There's a queer superstl- rumh was gone, “ while you tell in | generation bat story a I tout l-ady Blanche farm l tlon about th a t— '* “ What is It?” vou know r "uh. I can't tell you! You’ d think • oh. yes- have you ever been to the 1 It was awtully conceited and— fresh Connecticut valley before?' j —and— " “ I'm sorry to say I haven't.“ “ I wouldn't— please— * “ Well. It yaa mostly settled— Bui the girl, laughing, shook her iround llamstead. anyway- by men neud, and got to her feet. “ Have you who came up the river from Massa any Idea what time It Is?’ she asked. .•biisetts, not long before the Ilevolu “ No. I haven't. I don’t care what tlon. We all belong to the Daughters • if the American Revolution.“ she In time It Is. And I won't tease you to tell me about the superstition now. If terrupted herself with a touch of you don't want to -th a t is, If you'll pride. “ They nearly all had big farms, and built big houses, and pros ! promise to tell me some other time. pered ; then they married each other’s You you'll do that, won't you?" The girl hesitated, and, for the first children, and have kept on living here ever since— the descendants have, l time, blushed. Then she smiled. “ Where were you thinking of go mean. We're iieurl.v all cousins--thlrd or fourth or fifth— In llamstead. It ing?" she asked, “ before you decided would lie pleusant if It weren't so to have u swim and left your motor deadly dull. Once In a long time we beside the road?” “ To Burlington, to visit some friends have a picnic or a dance, or go to the movies In Wallacetown. That's about who have a big summer place near all. and always the same people— nice there. But I can’t get there tonight, but tedious. That's why it’s such a now. can 1?" he asked, pleading In his tremendous relief to meet someone I voice. “ I don’t believe you can. very welL dou't know at all." Philip laughed, aware that he was 1 suppose you're not fam iliar with the feeling strangely warm and comfort- roads?" “ Fam iliar! Pm not even on speak nhle Inside at the Inference that she { might be having Illusions or thrills ing terms with them! And there are hardly any guide-posts to Introduce about him. “ Thank you— where does Lady u s!" lie smiled, and, as he did so, lie could see the lovely rosy color spread Blanche come In?” “ Oh, she came in right after the ing over the g irl’s face again. "W h at’s Revolution. My great-greatgrandfa the name o f the hotel In Hamstead?” ther. Col. Moses Manning, was a friend he asked abruptly. "Th ere Isn’t any hotel. But prob o f Lafayette's He went back to France with Lafayette, to visit him, ably— It's so late, and you've been III, and be presented at court. Lady and everything— Mary would take Bluuche was a countess who lived on you In.” “ 1 don’t want to Intrude— " the nest estate. She was very young "Mury wouldn’t feel that you were and lovely and sweet, and he fell In t Intruding. She’ll be only too thank love with her.” “ Peculiar man, wasn’t he?’’ mur ful to have the chance to make you ; comfortable. That Is, that’s the way mured Philip. “ Do you think so? Oh, you’re laugh I think she'll feel about It. At any ing at me! You think 1 am awfully rate, we better go down there and s e e !” j sniy and countrified and— “ have crept Into tier voice. “ I don't re member much about dryads and . -. r • I “ Tve swallowed," said Philip Starr nymphs. My cousin Mary knows all 1 a n k s g iv in g finds m any people in this c o m m u n ity lacin g to hlII18elf ..ul)OUt tvro l)liShP|S of dusI about them. She'd liuve her uose In a a period o f hardship and uncertain future, but it also finds Don't they ever <*n nieir mads in ver book half the time, if she didn't have so much else to do. She and mother m ost o f us gettintr a lo n g anil m a k in g som e p ro g ress in thej u Z , o and Cousin June are ail housecleaning face o f w idespread econom ic and individual disasters. ; be somewhere over on the other sldi today— that's why I ran away. I’d nave hud to help if I'd stayed at home. T h e r e are those o f us w h o have much to be thankful fo r , 0^ ^ e ? r u p « e d t.i. own tram o. You'd never believe there was so in l (A i2 and nonet o f us for w h o m things m i g h t not have thought by laughing aloud, ami much in a house, until you go) it nil been worse. W hile clifficulities have faced m an y citizens, brought his motor to a stop beside th> out in the front yard! And Paul Is so powdery highway which he hud been 'azy he never helps half as much as and still lie ahead, the o u tlo o k is im p ro v in g . he might, and Mary has to stop right mentally condemning. n the middle o f everything and chase “ Irish, cropping out as usual," h > H o w e v e r , regardless o f our te m p o r a r y disasters the wise up the children, and Cousin June goes said, grinning, as he loc-Ued the cut and beneficent ruler o f the universe has s h ow ered m any “ or maybe I’m still dippy--typhoid >(T to prayer meeting- -and oh, It’s all great and lastin g blessings upon us. T h e s e endure beyond bugs die hard. Anyway, I'm going b plenty bad enough to make anyone .vant to be a nymph and live in a see If this brook doesn't wind fa. passings ups and dow ns. T h e y b elon g to us. even if w e o fte n ! enough from the road somewhere sooi nrook, where life Is Just one perpetual take them as a m a tte r o f course. for me to get Into It. without belnj. bath, and there can't possibly be any hlng to hoiisedenn!" arrested In the process.“ L e t our readers turn reverent thoughts to the G o d o f our Philip threw back his head and He rolled under the barbed-wlrt fathers and hum bly a c k n o w le d g e that 11 is w a y s are our fence, and scrambled into the under roared, and after a minute, the girl "You precious k id !" exclaimed Philip, sitting bolt upright In alarm; w a y s and ou r blessings. W e m a y not cle a rly comprehend!' hrnsh of the woods that skirted th< aughed. too. “ Well. If you're not a nymph, aud und then, as the startled look came road. our fate, much less forsee our end, but the a b id in g th ou gh t on don't live In a brook, would you into the blue eyes again, he went on He was rig h t; the little brook, twist remains that w h a te v e r happens is usually the results o f our Ing and turning, wound farther and hlnk I were awfully rude If I asked very quickly and gently, "Excuse me. •vhat your name is and where you I didn’t mean to be rude— or fresh. farther Into the woods; It foamed into o w n foolishness and not the pleasure o f the M a s te r o f m a t a tiny waterfall, widened to a small live?" But I ’ve been pretty sick, and It’s a "M y name Is Blanche Manning. I long time since I have laughed, or erials and men. pool. Ideal for a sw im ! But, pulling live on latdy Rlanche farm ." off his coat and Jerking at his collar felt able to laugh. Please go on about "Lady Blanche farm !" echoed Philip. the little French countess. Did sh* the man stopped short and stared I t ’s time to be thankful, w h eth er you realize it or not. . ahead o f him, wondering If he were “ What a pretty nam e!" fall In love with him, too?" "Y es— there's quite a pretty story suddenly losing his senses. "Oh, yes! Head over heels! At about It, too. Would you like to first sight, too! Just like a story I" On the edge of the pool, just be O u r o w n p riv a te trouble is to maintain a p lu ra lity in our yond the waterfall, was a girl, her hear It?” “ Such things do happen." bank account. "V ery much." face turned from him. her white feet “ Yes, I suppose so.” said the present “ All right— my hair’s dry now. I'll and ankles gleaming through the clear Blanche, a trifle hurriedly, “ — once In water of the brook. She had on a go and dress and you can have your a great while, nnd ever so long ago. o f S om e merchants are such deep thinkers that they d o n ’ t soft, short, close-fitting white garment, swim. I’ ve got some lunch with me— course. So they were married, al a d vertise: th ey are a fra id custom ers w ill interupt their and her hare arms were raised above where my clothes are—enough for though her family wasn't very en her head, half-covered with the mnsses two, I guess. I'll come back." thusiastic about her going across th* thinking. She slipped off the boulder, waded sen to an unknown wilderness— but o f shining hair that fell about her like to the shore, and waved hpr hand. a golden cloud, as all the rest o f them were guillotined Philip had been whistling. He Then, a little, white graceful figure, not long after, she was better off than M a n y a y o u n g miss believes that the end o f a p erfect d a y she vanished among the trees. they were, anyway. Of course Col is a perfect date,on a p erfect n ight, w ith the righ t amount stopped abruptly. The girl shook her It was more than half an hour later onel Moses brought her to Hamstead o f m oonlight. before he heard her returning. He to live. She had a fortune In her own had bathed and dressed hurriedly, and right, and a wonderful trousseau— keys were rousted in the open, the N O T MUCH POM P was sitting, greatly refreshed and tre j great boxes and chests o f linen and remainder of the feast being cooked mendously hungry, but growing ex ( laee and clothes and silver and Jewels In huge pots und kettles o f copper A T T H A T F IR S T tremely anxious to have her return. and books, and she had furniture hanging from the “ lug pole’’ In the P IL G R IM F E A S T At Inst she called: sent, too, from the chateau. And my center of the fireplace which occupied “ IIoo-oo-oo.” I great-great grandfather built her a the greater part o f one side of the “ Hoo-oo." he answered. big brick house— the handsomest one room. ON EVERY Thanks “ What's your name?” anywhere around here— and—" A fter this first Thanksgiving, many giving with Us hus "Philip Starr." “ It’s a lovely story. What happened followed, several being celebrated In U p , happy family "W ell. Mr. Philip Starr, Is It nil next?" gatherings and sub one year. W e o f today wonder at right for me to come?" "T h e rest o f It Isn't so lovely. It’s sequent chattering*. "Yes, I've been ready ages. Do rather sad. The other farmers' wives Micro comes a lull hurry." In Hamstead didn’t care for Lady In the activities of She reappeared, still all In white. Blanche. I think they were a little the day. Conversa She did not, he noticed quickly, look Jealous of her because she was so tion lugs. Thoughts turn hack to pre very different now than when In the much richer and more beautiful than vious Thanksgivings. white bathing suit— of course he had they were, and she couldn't talk Eng Let ns turn our thoughts hack far b.v this time realized that this was lish well enough to make them un ther than otir own experiences. Back what the slip had been. She stopped derstand that ahe wasn’t haughty and Indeed to the first Thanksgiving In on the bank, a forgotten difficulty sud ! cold, ns they thought, but Just as gen America and there watch the prep their courage to hold Thanksgiving denly occurring to her. tle and lonely and anxious to be friend- feusta when there seems to have been aration of this first feast, so different "W e re on opposite sides. W e’ll have ( ly as she could he. And— for a long so little to be thankful for. from our own. It will give us a close to walk up a little way. There’s a time, she didn’t have any children. feeling o f kinship with these prede In the mind o f the Puritan, Christ shallow place where I can get across That was considered almost a dlsg-raae. cessors of ours, these early Americnn mas and Its celebration was nothing on the stones." In those days. It seems! Almost homemakers. And It will bring a short o f Idolatry. Thla was the day " I guess you’ve run away before. everyone had sixteen or seventeen I to he spent In religious service. But deeper appreciation o f the day, Helen Yon seem to know the lay o f the land Philip Had Been Whittling. He Lady Blanche’s husband was dread-- Thanksgiving was the day o f family Robertson writes. In the Detroit Free pretty well.” Stopped Abruptly. fully disappointed; o f course she w<*s, reunion m u ) feasting. Press. “ Oh. yes Cousin June thinks moth too, hut he didn't seem to think of First Thanksgiving Feast. Eighteenth Century Thanks. hair, dropped her arm*, and turned er has let Paul and me h«>th grow up that. He— he held t t u p r v s a n e - The next Thanksgiving celebrations around. Then after one startled sec The picture of that first Thanksgiv awful shirkers. Only he Just loafs, proach to her. And she pm*v mose o f which we read are those which re ond, In which Philip saw that her eyes aud I run." ing feast celebrated In Plymouth on and more lonely and sa-d —” the thirteenth day o f December, 1821, quired day a and even weeks o f prep were as blue as the shining sky which " I see. Well. I’m surely glad you i “ What -was the end o f i«loe »toon 9” la a striking one. Imnglne the block aration. We read the description of dappled the woods with Its light, ahe ran this time. Is Paul your brother?” Philip asked, gently. house standing out stark nnd alone In one table, which surely must have smiled with entire friendliness. "Yes. He’s twenty— the same age “ When she had been marrivd a*.-.*n# groaned under Its weight o f dellclou»- the great wilderness. Its rough walla, "H o w do you do?" she asked pleas a* my cousin Mary. They’re sort of five years, she had twins— a bty a-M » ness. crude furniture and huge fireplace#— antly. half engaged, tie’s fond o f her. but girl. She wasn't strong. IM*e mas* «1 the Thanksgiving table of long nurrow “ On one end o f the tahle wea the " I ’ m very well— that ta, I’ m not well not nearly as fond of her ns she Is of ! the pioneer women. She die*. boarda, perhaps not more than three big roast turkey and on the other a at all. I’ve Just had typhoid fever,” him. He likes to have a good time “ Moses Manning neve* g,«t ovmp I*," feet wide, supported at either end by goose and two pigeon pastries Thera Philip stammered. Then, thinking with other girls, too, and. for all Mary trestles. Blanche went on, a fter a tosg pum *< bi was ahundnnee o f vegetables." Be what an asinine thing that was to say, can see. there Isn’t another boy In the “ H e didn't marry a seooad M cms , t«b» If this first Thanksgiving feast was sides these there were huga china* of he went on. realizing all the time that world except Paul. He's perfectly way most o f the sett-leas- d i* wb»m served In dishes, they were made of roast pork and venison. he was not becoming leas asinine, sure of her. and It makes him careless their wives died— smi«* «< tdiww cfap«e> square blocks o f wood about ten to And still the same letter bemoans "T h a t’s why I’m here— trying to get I shouldn’t like to he engaged that or four tim es! A-nd 1-or never oodUvd* 1 twelve Inches square and three to four the fact that they were unable to hava better, you know." way.” his place anything bM l-.a-ky Mtamolnr Inches deep, hollowed down Into a sort roast beef because o f the scarcity due " I see.” said the girl, with the same “ Don’t worry, you won't be. How farm, after that— It’s never bvow «n»Uei$ of bowl. Nor was there one of these to the w ar! The letter finlshea with serene pleasantness. “ I'm sorry. Did old are you?” anything else, ever s-huoet W he» fa# this paragraph; you walk h 11 the way from wherever “ Seventeen. It’s a nice age." twins, Moses and Hlanohet gate«» “ Our mince pies were good, though you came?" “ It certainly la. Are you going to he built them eae-k » hieesv m W h we hail to use dried cherries Instead Philip laughed. "No. I motored. 1 be seventeen long?" place, and ns t>hv hoy wao-rtwd- to he y o f raisins and venison Instead o f beef. left Boston early this morning, but “ Almost a year." lawyer, he built a lilt-tie wtfW The pumpkin idea, apple tarta, and big I got so tired and so dirty and so hot Philip Starr could not remember ed with the big bri«4» buMs», As* Men Indian puddings lacked for nothing that I— " when he had laughed so often He They bot-h miner,ed - -«In»- «faMne* «(t save appetite by the time w# got “ Left your motor by the side o f the leapt across the stepping atones, and other plonoeso—-»nod Woai bM>gn- fa«*» around to them." Do you wonder? road, and followed the brook to take a took the box o f lunch from Mlnnohe. llles. a-nd Inheriaed D m * 0*> wu 4 im * s fa*, Setting Day Aside. swim. And now I'm here first, spoil "1 meant to come over on your side.” tune, o f «M-M-rae, Th* leu»*, trenchers, for so they were called, for The celebration o f a eertaln day ing It all. What a pity I I'll g o —" "O f course. Rut I meant to help you never gone »a t of she tumily. SfaUnfa each person. I'anally two children or for Thanksgiving wits not universal "Oh, please don't I I don’t think across." and I’Hid and I hue fa **»\ -tk e be# a man and w ife ate from one trench until 19(14 when President Lincoln le you're spoiling anything particularly," "I hadn’t thought of th a t" brick on*— and ( ’*»•-• a J-un? Thwag-u«i er. Forks were almost unknown. In aned a proclamation appointing the Philip stammered again. "In fact you “ Well. I had." said Philip abruptly, w h*’s invar a*n#r!ed, la asotlser, and fact the first fork was Introduced by fourth Thursday In November with —you rather add— to the place— and ‘ I've been thinking o f It for some min ! Cousin Seth and hi* children In ths. Governor Wlnthrop In Boston twelve a view of having a day ke.t there 1 thought It was the prettiest place I i utes. It's a very pleasant thought to third. O f course the fortune’* bet*] year* later. There were spoons, how after annually without Interruption. had ever seen, anyway.” dwell on." ever, Hnd drinking cups and “ nogglna" divided up so many time* that It Isn’t The President's assassination the next The girl put up her hands and he^ She looked at him with the same very large any more, but It’s enough which were a sort of uuig with a han year almost caused a suspension of gan drying her hair ugain. "W o n t slightly startled expression ns when dle. These were passed from hsnd to to make us comfortable, and glv* us his own rule until President Johnson yon sit down?" she asked. “ You must she hnd first discovered him, hut It a good education. If we want I t Paul hand and Up to lip around the board. appointed the last Thursday In Novem be pretty tired.” faded again lust as quickly. She pm and I didn’t 'specially, and Mary, who No Holiday for Women. ber. Philip complied with thla sugges The first Thnnksglvlng celebration Nevertheless It Is "y# oyster tlon. feeling It to lie an agreeable one, out both her hands and he swung her loves hooks, had to give up going to lasted several day* rather thnn Juat •tewed," "ttirkle," corn and pumpkin and. utterly at a loss as to w hat to say lightly across, an easily that she could boarding school when she was al on*. It was a time o f recreutton and most ready for college, because her which were served In the Pilgrim day* or do next, waited for the girl to make hardly believe she w h s over. “ Now," she said, sitting down and mother died, and there wasn't anyone games— for the men at least. One can that still play the leading roles in our the next move At last, ns she inn not Imagine four women and the few Thnnksglvlng menus o f today. And tinned to dry her hair In silence, he j leaning against a tree, “ let's see what else to look after her father and th* ; Mary has given me to eat. Well, here little boy a young girls having much time for rec Just as In those early years. It Is still All the other families In burnt out, “ I* one aid to run across are lettuce sandwich*«, and stuffed Hamstead have kept on feeling that reation when they must prepare the a day o f family gatherings and feast persons like you beside Vermont food for 121 men, 01 o f whom were ing So while the Thanksgiving cele hro..ka? Per hup* you’re not a person egga. and sugared doughnuts, oh. snd the Mannings are s little different from Indians with an unbounded capacity two big piece* of *ngel cake I Aren't the rest o f them. We with they brations conform with the dictate# of at nil? Perhaps you're a dryad—or a fo r gorging. And this for several you hungry?" wouldn’t—«11 except mothei^-I think our day there atlll remain shade* and nymph or something like that?" K>r some minutes they ate In satis- she rather like* It— hut they do I And 4*7*1 shadows o f the past which eorlcb U "1 wish I were." she said, and the v Doubtless the dear and grant tur fled »llenc*. "Do you mind If I stnofe*" there * always uno Blanch* la **<•?■ and mak* U the happier. least s h e d «« of U outsat sxsaicU ta Philip asked, when Lb* but delicious - , BE T H A N K F U L J N O V E M B E R 25, 1932 1 *1 1 ---- S P IR IT O F T H A N K S T H A N K S G IV IN G : A Pa ra b le 'T 'H E frail boats of these Pjtgeims had been delivered frem the vaeh and tumultuous masses of the daefe sea. Under the frowning brttlemenss of the black forest they lifted these reef trees and muscled their watts with oak, laid open the new sail and east the shining grain, forgetful m lather and hope of their great lonefr- ness. A N D now their strong, small cabias A * stood, seamed with snow, in ths utter whiteness of the clearing. Ths blue smoke of their sturdy chimneys drifted warmly against the black wall •f the wilderness and their hearths were ruddy with deep embers. " T H E harvest was bountiful. Ths dark barns were musty with maizs and bulging pumpkins glowed in ths llglK of the candle. The walls of the •»bins were feetooned with dry herbs and a< each door hung the frozen car- oaes ef a wild beast. *1 'M E dark ocean thundered with * winter storms. The vast wilder ness frowned. Death lurked in the ferest and the clearing. Men had died fcem a« wounds and arrows. Children had perished ef starvation and disease and yeung wives hod died in mothen- hon* Owe* cash d*er hung the «tea?- •n» of boms and warfare. L ift m e genu m i hpooie wish OriyssRaiv ua* « B F f faxas-oofae 41« sevfltnA sftrd ttfe* * * preoinuo fine, gosrffv in the taih aw* 4be stripped n u m by the doer. Thifa ' * « their kerne-; only death could dts» pesssss- them. Their nrindk and then» hearth wear their owaj and not euecn deac-h. oojc M dispossess- thenv lie so «> won- might apeari ae he pleased an* pray g» he please* Ke ecnid net a**b fer mese. having known the nm api «9 •ppressicn and the tepeeas e f the t r i p V * and a ser-an<gg land. W D so a day w>* s*ft *W V fa> Tharriosgknmg to Sod far k » great » oodnes«, for the been ef Itffa for roofaeee snd line and food and flkw privilege ef ths titonfaf-ri heart* On that day, hetameen the stormy sen a «* ths swful wddvm-os*« tttves* people sang and teamd on the small hansnoy of ths first harvest. — Hubert Kelley, in the Konais- Cisp Star. A