“Say, kid, can you row that boat that’s tied to your dock?”
“Yes, sir.”
“Well, you hurry out into the river, and I’ll put off a float with some things for your Thanksgiving dinner. You’re going to have some turkey for that stuffing.”
You may be sure Ben lost no time in pushing the rowboat off into the stream, where the end of a plank and its delicious load were soon bobbing up and down on the water. How he did smack his lips when he lifted them into the boat, and how pleased he was for grandma!
“First the stuffing, and then the turkey! My, ain’t I lucky?” He did not know that the captain had said he was plucky, and that luck is very apt to follow pluck.
PUMPKIN PIE
Through sun and shower the pumpkin grew, When the days were long and the skies were blue.
And it felt quite vain when its giant size Was such that it carried away the prize