Daughter Myrtle
arrived in Orofino on the early morning train. Someone from
the hill community met her and brought her to the farmhouse. A small energetic woman
with a booming voice, her presence was immediately felt and appreciated. Myrtle
got things done.
After
lunch, Jack and Ernest went to the mailbox, bringing with them the groceries
from town (mostly produce) and more packages. The package from Ina’s sisters in
Drain, Oregon, held small wrapped gifts and beautiful holly. The large package
from Vance in Raymond, Washington, held a wrapped gift for every family member
as well as a swag he had made for the front door and more holly. Shirley and Sadie
immediately set to work to decorate the front rooms with greens. Sadie was delighted to be allowed to tie small gifts onto the tree.
As darkness fell, the guests began to arrive.
Ina quickly lit the tree and let the candles burn a short while. And you may know
that the light cast by the kerosene lamps was much different than electric
light. The light over the dinner table was adequate, but the corners were dark
and shadowy.
Both
Ina and Bertha had been cooking all day – pot roast of beef with plenty of vegetables,
a roasted young rooster, freshly baked rolls, fresh fruit, and desserts and
goodies galore. It was a country celebration, but everyone thought it would
rival anything they had in town.
Everyone
gathered around the big old oak table for the satisfying and nutritious meal.
Then Shirley and Myrtle took the table down into a round and placed the
greenery and beautiful red candles Vance had sent as a centerpiece. Pies, cookies,
fruitcake, sugared popcorn, penuche – all the desserts and treats – were placed
on the table for casual munching. Cousin Ruth was the only one who felt able to
immediately partake of the rich offerings, but one by one, others nibbled on
the sweets.
At
some point, Ina lit the tree again. As luck would have it, it was a clear night
and the moonlight playing on the tree was so beautiful. Everyone thought so. Then
they sang carols to Shirley’s piano accompaniment. Some recalled the Christmas
of ’25 and how wonderful it was to sing to the full sound of Vance’s playing.
Oh!
The party went on late! I’ll bet it was 8:00 when the first guest declared that
he should go home in order to be up early for chores. Ina had enjoyed the
evening immensely, but some of us know that she had plenty to do before she
could go to bed. She and Bertha quickly parceled out the leftover pies and
cookies to those who didn’t have such treats at home.
Ethel
helped an excited Sadie into her nightgown and robe. Then she was allowed to sit
at the table and write her letter to Santa. Aunt Shirley prepared Santa’s plate of cookies
while Jack went to the ice house for a glass of cold milk, hoping that he wouldn’t
be the one to drink it.
The mouse that wasn't stirring |
Then
little Sadie hung her stocking on the mantel, and perhaps as a joke, Grandpa
Jack did, too. (Santa was prepared for this eventuality.)
As
Sadie went to bed, the adults said that she could get up early, only not too
early. “What does that mean,” wondered Sadie to herself.
Happy Christmas to All! |
And
then, as if all at once, the house was quiet. Not even a mouse was stirring, if
you can believe that. Santa quietly worked his magic and moved on, but during
the night, others crept down the stairs to play the Santa game. Myrtle managed her
errand alone, but Ethel and Shirley passed on the stairway where they stifled
giggles. Even stern Ernest crept down the stairs in the middle of the night
carrying two small presents. Not a creature was stirring indeed! I’ll bet even
the mice were having a party, what with all the crumbs yet to be swept up.
And
that’s it – until tomorrow. KW
2 comments:
I know candle were common on trees for many years, but just the thought makes me wide-eyed! So thankful for the modern tiny lights we have now. Even the big ones we had as kids were dangerous and could (and did!) burn holes in things.
What happened to Day 25 of the story? It is now the 26th, and I am curious and getting curiouser. I am on pins and needles (now you know where your sewing instruments are) and look forward to the next chapter, or day. Happy New Year!!
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