After church this morning I am going to call a general welfare meeting in the library.

Our universe needs regulating." She smiled gayly upon her guests, yet there was a hint of purpose in her tone as she added: "At least we can exchange valuable information and get down to cause and effect." After breakfast, a great scurrying to get ready for church ensued, and an hour later their big, faithful motor carried them off to the Thanksgiving service.
"It doesn't seem a bit like Thanksgiving," commented Miriam, as they sped down Riverside Drive.
"More like Indian summer," observed Patience.
The day was glorious with sunshine.

There was hardly a suspicion of frost in the air and the snowy setting considered so essential to a successful Thanksgiving Day was entirely absent.
"We never have this kind of Thanksgiving weather in Oakdale, do we, Grace ?" asked Miriam.
"Neither do we in Fairview," put in Elfreda.

"I can recall only one Thanksgiving that wasn't snowy, and I can remember that because I behaved so outrageously.

I was a young barbarian of eight, who screamed and kicked my way to whatever I wanted.