From the Relief Society Magazine, August 1957 –
All is Well
By Queenie Jenkins
The snow had stopped falling through the night and the brisk wind was busily tidying up the landscape outside the Sutherlands’ kitchen, where Matty was busy preparing breakfast; and in the bathroom, Kirk, her husband, was doing his best to warble “The Donkey Serenade” melodiously under the cold shower and not making a very great success of it.
As she listened to him, Matty mentally stamped her foot. How could he be so cheerful, she wondered, when she felt so down-hearted. This was their first Thanksgiving Day in America, and she had hoped they would spend it in their own quiet home. But Kirk had had it planned to the last detail before he told her. Yet, she might have expected it, she reminded herself, because back home in Australia, he had described Thanksgiving in America over and over to her.
Dreamily she thought back to the time when she had first met him. She had been a governess on an isolated sheep station where Kirk was the manager.