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The Oh, Welcome back everyone to 1001, classic short stories and tales. This is your host John Hagadorn. We have two stories for you today. The first is called The First Thanksgiving. The Second is called A Brave Little Quakerus.

The First Thanksgiving by Albert F Blaisdell.

This story was published in short stories from American history in 1905 by Blaisdell and Ball.

Their story of the 1621 Plymouth Celebration

portrays that historical event in a brief family-friendly manner.

We hope you enjoy it. All through the first summer in the early part of

autumn the pilgrims were busy and happy. They had planted and cared for their

first fields of corn.

They had found wild strawberries in the meadows,

raspberries on the hillsides,

and wild grapes in the woods.

In the forest, just back with the village village wild turkeys and deer were easily shot.

In the shallow waters of the bay there was plenty of fish, clams and lobsters.

The summer had been warm with a good deal of rain and much sunshine

and so when the autumn came it was a fine crop of corn. Let us gather the fruits of our first labors and rejoice together, said Governor Bradford.

Yes, said Elder Brewster. Let us take a day upon which we may thank God for all our blessings and invite to it our Indian friends who have been so kind to us.

The pilgrim said that one day was not enough, so they planned to have a celebration for a whole week.

This took place most likely in October.

The great Indian chief, Massaswatt, came with 90 of his bravest warriors, all gaily dressed in deer skins, feathers,

and foxtails with their faces smeared with red, white, and yellow paint. As a sign of rank, Massas White were around his neck a string of bones and a bag of tobacco.

In his belt he carried a long knife.

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