of the year, when the Governors of the several New England States are
wont to call the people to a public acknowledgment of the favors of
Divine Providence. At the time of which we write, their Excellencies
required the citizens to be thankful "according to law," and "all
servile labor and vain recreation," on said day, were "by law
forbidden," and not, as at present, invited them to assemble in their
respective churches, to unite in an expression of gratitude to
their Heavenly Benefactor. Whether the change from a command to an
invitation, or permission to engage in the sports which were before
forbidden, has been attended with any evil consequences, we leave
to the individual judgment of our readers to determine. But whether
commanded or invited, the people always welcomed the season of
festivity with preaching and praying, and an indiscriminate slaughter
of all the fat turkeys and chickens on which they could lay their
hands.

The yellow and crimson maple leaf had faded on the trees into more
sombre colors, or, falling to the ground, been whirled by the wind
among heaps of other leaves, where its splendor no more attracted
attention. Of the gaiety of autumn, only the red bunches of the sumach
were left as a parting present to welcome winter in. The querulous
note of the quail had long been heard calling to his truant mate, and
reproaching her for wandering from his jealous side; the robins had
either sought a milder climate or were collected in the savin-bushes,
in whose evergreen branches they found shelter, and on whose berries
they love to feed; and little schoolboys were prowling about, busy
collecting barrels for Thanksgiving bonfires.

It was a beautiful clear morning in Thanksgiving-week, when a
side gate, that admitted to the yard or inclosure in front of Mr.