13/35 His call was answered by an old woman, gray and bent, but remarkably spry, who appeared at the door. "An' I've brought you a turkey." "Milt, you're that good boy who never forgits old Widow Cass.... What a gobbler! First one I've seen this fall. My man Tom used to fetch home gobblers like that.... An' mebbe he'll come home again sometime." Her husband, Tom Cass, had gone into the forest years before and had never returned. |