The Hunniwell Thanksgiving dinner was an entire success.

Even Captain Sam himself was forced to admit it, although he professed to do so with reluctance.
"Yes," he said, with an elaborate wink in the direction of his guests, "it's a pretty good dinner, considerin' everything.

Of course 'tain't what a feller used to get down at Sam Coy's eatin'- house on Atlantic Avenue, but it's pretty good--as I say, when everything's considered." His daughter was highly indignant.

"Do you mean to say that this dinner isn't as good as those you used to get at that Boston restaurant, Pa ?" she demanded.

"Don't you dare say such a thing." Her father tugged at his beard and looked tremendously solemn.
"Well," he observed, "as a boy I was brought up to always speak the truth and I've tried to live up to my early trainin'.