The Blanket 1

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It was a fine September night. A thin white moon over the valley. Peter, years old, did not see the moon. He did not feel the cool September blow into the kitchen, for his thoughts were fixed on a red and black on the kitchen table.
The blanket was a from his Dad to his Granddad . . . a going-away gift. They said that Granddad was going away . . . that's what they called it "going away."
Peter had not really his Dad would send Granddad away. But now -- there it was -- the going-away gift. Dad had it that very morning. And this was the last evening he and his Granddad would have with each other.
Together the old man and the young boy washed the dishes. Dad had gone out . . . with that woman he was to marry. He would not be back for some time. When the were finished, the old man and the boy went outside and sat under the moon.
"I'll get my and play for you," the old man said. "I'll play some of the old ."
But of the harmonica, he brought out the blanket. It was a big, double blanket. "Now, isn't that a fine blanket?!" said the old man, it over his knees. "And isn't your father a man to be giving the old man a blanket like this to go away with? It costs something, it did! Look at the in it! And warm it will be these cold winter nights to come. There will be no other blanket like it up there."