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she found herself getting angry. Hhich one of her family had dared ski* the precious cream off the milk? Cream Has a treat, and to have a spoonful on a bowl of mush Has a luxury to be desired. Again Bary asked herself, where was the cream? tfas no one to be trusted? She watched her children's faces and manners as she told, them, "No cream today." She felt guilty for her suspicions. She told them what happened to the creaaj no one had an answer. The next norning it happened again . . . the cream was gone! The third morning the pan of milk had a thick layer of rich yellow cream on it. The fourth day the cream was again missing. This hqri to stop! Mary decided that tonight after every one was asleep, she would go into the pantry, light a ""all candle, and wait tc see who cane. About midnight there was a slight, slithering noise near the table, yet she could see nothing. ¥alklng slowly she moved closer. Curled around the pan of milk lay a large rattlesnake with head raised and its forked tongue flicking up the creaffl. Mary ran for Peter, but when they returned, the snake was gone. Uhen she told the children about the thief, they became excited, and ran into the pantry, even getting down on their knees to see the hole under the log wall through which the snake had crawled into the room. Peter immediately began making a new floor which must he tight aid solid enough, so that nothing could crawl into the room again, and nothing did. From that night on, the midnight intruder, or thief, never was seen again. Souraei Personal family experiences. Verification of the story was told by ay mother. -113- |
