Algy Tries Pumpkin Pie on Thanksgiving Day

Algy wasn’t sure that he entirely understood the American festival of Thanksgiving, as his pie didn’t seem to have quite the intended effect when eaten on a jetty in the West Highlands of Scotland. But he tried his best to appreciate it, and hoped that his friends in America would enjoy their own pies in the true spirit of Thanksgiving.

          Ah! on Thanksgiving day, when from East and from West,
          From North and from South come the pilgrim and guest,
          When the gray-haired New Englander sees round his board
          The old broken links of affection restored,
          When the care-wearied man seeks his mother once more,
          And the worn matron smiles where the girl smiled before,
          What moistens the lip and what brightens the eye?
          What calls back the past, like the rich Pumpkin pie?

[From the poem The Pumpkin by John Greenleaf Whittier.]

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