It had been a long day for Farmer Blake. The harvest season was going on and he was tired. As he settled down to read a book, Jim, one of his farm hands, came in. “Sir, there’s a man at the gate,” said Jim, “He says he wants to meet you.” “At this time?” asked Farmer Blake. But he got up. At the gate stood a very well-dressed man, holding his hat in his hand. “Good evening,” said the man, “My name is John Gold. You may not remember me.” Farmer Blake looked at him but really couldn’t remember anything. “Many years ago, you sent me to school, quietly paying my fees,” said John, smiling, “I am a lawyer now. I came to thank you, sir. And I have brought a gift for you.” Astonished, Farmer Blake took John inside and opened the basket to find a golden puppy inside! “His name is Goldie!” smiled John.
A Thanksgiving
