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THE MAUI NKWS, I RIDAY, DIX'KMDKK 20, 1918.
" T, Gee
HCBRIED ACROSS THE
SNOW V YARD.
IT wns Christmas eve nt the Bnyville
Home Tor Orphans, nnd throe little
boys snt In the chilly dining room
looking out nt the Hying flnkes of snow.
It was nfter supper, nml there wns n
clatter of dishes in the kitchen.
"They Ray," said Jimmy, "there's
going to be a big Christ tuna tree in
the pnrlor tomor
row, with candy
nml presents nud
every th lug, but
I'd rather hnng
up my stocking
thnn have nil the
old Christ inns
trees. You bctcha
"So would I!"
echoed Hobby and
who was here to
day would make
a dandy man for
n father or nn
uncle," snld Hob
by. "He's awful
"And he nln't
got nny children
or any folks at
"I wish he'd
'dopt me," re
"He patted my head."
"He must be lonesome without nny
folks," began Hobby. Then he leaned
over and whispered to his companions.
Fifteen minutes luter three little boys,
the oldest ten and the youngest six, let
themselves out through n bnsemeiit door
and hurried across the snowy yard to
the opening in the hedge which led
through a patch of woods to the village.
Mr. Bartley, the trustee, who often
visited the home, lived In a big house
with a wonderful garden. Everything
"was blanketed In snow now, and the big
house was dark save for n few lighted
windows on the lower floor.
Soon they stood on the porch peer
ing In at a cozy library, where Mr. Hart
ley sat In a big
chair before the
fire, looking very
lonesome. A big
dog, a collie, sat
beside him with
his head on his
dog lifted his head
and barked. Mr.
Bartley looked to
ward the window
and saw the three
boy faces peering
In. In a jiffy he
had Jumped up,
opened the win
dow and lifted
them In one at a
me! What are you
doing out there?"
"Please, sir, we're from
said Bobby. "We knew
all alone and we
THE 1)00 LIFTED 1113
HEAD AND UAKKEU.
By CLARISSA MACKIE
only a few days
mas, nml little
Amy Wells was so
happy. The teach
er bad given her
some Bed Cross
seals to sell, ami
when Miss Smith
the red nml white
nnd green seals
among her schol
ars she had ex
plained to them
all about the pur
pose of tile Bed
Cross society and
how the money
earned would be
used to help the wounded soldiers.
And she hail not sold one single, soli
tary stamp of her twenty-five!
How she bad trudged around from
door to door, only to meet the same
kind smile and shake of the head ! Amy
told her mot her, and when Mrs. Wells
offered to buy all the stamps herself the
little girl shook her head.
"1 ought to be able to sell them out
side my home, mother, dear," she said
"That would be real work."
Mis. Wells sighed and smiled. She
couldn't very well afford to buy even
the twenty-tive slumps that Amy want
ed to sell, for every penny was needed
in that little household. Mr. Wells had
died a year or two before, and Amy's
mother had to sew for a living. She
was very busy, for she was trying to
finish some work so as to receive the
money in time to buy something for
"Kiss me, little daughter," Mrs. Wells
said, wilh a smile, "and then carry this
ilrss up to Miss (iriinger on the hill."
The Grangers lived in a big house at
the top of the hill. It was quite the
largest house in Little Biver, and the
three ladies lived there nil alone with
two servants. There were Miss Belle
('ranger, Miss I.ucy and Miss Beth.
They were not very young, but they
were very kind and sweet.
The maid admitted Amy to the front
hall, nil warm nnd glowing from a
great tire on the hearth.
"How do you do, Amy? Wouldn't
you like one of these little mince
you'd like to hire us three kids to spend
Christmas with you. We don't want
any tree," explained Bobby. "We Just
want to hang up our stockings and
wake up something like home before
we came to the "sjium." Tears were
In the boys' eyes now.
Mr. Bartley flourished a handkerchief
and tried to laugh, but his voice crack
ed so queerly.
"Now, that's a funny thing," he de
clared. "I was Just wishing I had
three nice boys to spend Christmas
with me and maybe live with me all
By and by Mr. Bartley called a mnn
servant, and together they took the
three little boys up to bed.
Then they hung their stockings on
the corners of the big four post bed-
steud, and In two
asleep, while the
nodded in a chair
outside in the
hall and Mr.
ed into a fur
down the snowy
street to the
I don't know
who was the hap
pier that Christ
mas morning, the
three little boys
full of treusures
or big Mr. Bart
ley, whom they
Dick." And the
best of it all was
that Mr. Bartley adopted all three of
the little lads who came to him that
Christmas eve, and they are growing
np Into such. Hue, bltf boys.
THIT WIRE ASLEEP.
I IIOI'K YOU WIM, HAVE A IIArrV
CHRISTMAS," MISS LUCY" SAin.
tarts?" And there wns Miss Beth
Granger with a plate of mince tarts.
"Oh, thank you!" gasped Amy us she
"Wuit a moment nnd Annie will
wrap it In a paper napkin so you enn
carry It home," said Miss Beth us she
pressed u button for the maid. But
when Annie came with the paper nap
kin, which was u 11 gay with holly nnd
Christmas bells. Miss Beth put all the
mince tarts in it and gave It to Amy.
"Oh, thank you so much!" repeated
Amy, thinking how her mother would
enjoy the tarts. "Mother sent the
"My sister la trying it on," said Miss
Beth. "Walt a moment, Amy, and I
will get the money for you."
She had Just disappeared when Miss
Lucy Granger came bustling through
the hall. "I wonder If you would mall
these little packages for me. Amy,"
she suiil. "I urn so provoked because
I have used up my Christmas seals."
"Of course I w ill mall the packages,
Miss I.ucy," said Amy; then she added
shyly, "I 1 have some Christmas seuls
If you would like them."
"You have? How very fortunate!"
Amy told her about the seals and
how she hud been unable to sell even
one of them. To her great Joy Miss
I.ucy bought the whole twenty-five and
put the money in Amy's poekctbook,
together with a bright silver quarter
for herself. "I hope you will have a
very happy Christmas, dear," Miss
The next day Amy took the Bed
Cross money to her teacher, ond Miss
Smith told her she had done very well.
Burly Christmas morning the Gran
ger unto cur stopped before the Wells
door, and tho chauffeur brought in a
great basket for Mrs. Wells. There
was a new dress for Amy, with a warm
cloak for her mother, besides a cunning
doll. The bottom of the basket wus
filled with good things to eat.
"My Christmas week began with
tears," laughed Amy as bright drops
fell on her round cheeks, "and It is
ending in teurs too!"
"Tears of happiness, darling," suld
XTED WAYNE kicked his
against the door.
"Say, mother, can't I go skat
lug?" he asked.
"Not today, son," said Mrs. Wayne,
it Is Christmas eve, and I want you
io go into the woods and get some
laurel and evergreens to trim the
louse. The servants are nil busy with
; he housework.'"
"Aw, bother!" whined Ned.
"Ienr me, Neddy, that is not a nice
spirit to show at Christmas time,"
sighed Ills mother, for she was much
worried about her little boy's selllsh
spirit. Ned had a beautiful home and
fond parents, but
. V ' he seemed to love
rl.:.;:f. his own way
4Gfcm- above everything
So when final
ly Ned, sulkily
enough, took a
hatchet and Went
t o w ii r d t h e
woods his moth
er did not see
that he had his
skates hidden un
der his thick
When he reach
ed the pond he
found all the
skaters had gone
home, for who
wants to skate
on Christ mas eve
when there are
so many other
So Ned took a
the pond, knowing
n. v . is a- .
34 U H IfzIM chin In his
ml,. J Ji:r m "- ""i
By ANNE CAREW
O II ST II. I. Y KM..
S'lt down on his
sled with his
1 1 i1
what he could
give folks for
Christmas, for it
was only three
"I can't give n
thing:" he mut
tered at last, for
he did not have c.
penny of his own.
and he knew that
money was very
scarce on the
farm that year.
The S t I 1 1 w e 1 1
children would be lucky if they all had
mittens and warm shoes ami stock
ings. Yet Bob knew that his slstet
Nan was dreaming of a doll bouse,
little 1'eter wanted a puppy all his own.
and he didn't dare think of his big sis
ter Amy and big brother Elmer and
his fat her and mother.
"Why not make 'em something?" wns
the thought that came to him.
Bob Jumped up and went home whis
tling through the woods. 1'nilcr the
pine trees he stopped and brushed
away the snow. When lie got through
his pockets were full of dried pine I
cones, large and small, nnd some pieces
, of bln h bark.
The day before Christinas Bob un
locked the woodshed door and looked
at the result of his labors.
I There was a doll house for little Nan
! made out of an egg crate, with reul
TOOK A FEW TIIINS
A HOUND THE I'ONI).
few turns around
all the time that he was disobeying his
mother and feeling very unhappy all
By nnd by he took off his skntes and
went to the woods to cut some laurel
branches. It wus snowing very hard
now, and he had to work fast, because
by this time it wus growing durk in
At last his arms were full, nnd he
through the snow
trying to lind the
path, but the
snow bad cover
ed it up com
pletely. Ned was lost in
the w o o d s on
He began to cry,
and the tears
froze on his
cheeks. Bight be
side him was a
great oak tree,
with n hollow
trunk. There was
a narrow open
ing in the trunk,
and pour, cold,
tired, lost Ned
squeezed his way
through the open
ing and found it
s:iug nnd warm
Inside, with a
thick bed of dry
leaves. He stop
ped up the open
ing with branches
ol? evergreen, und that kept the wind
and snow out.
It was very lonesome in the hollow
tree. Somewhere an owl was hooting,
and ngaln lie heard somo four footed
animal (perhaps a fox) go put-patting
over the snow. He was not exactly
frightened, but it surely was very lone
Sometimes lie slept und dreamed of
his nice warm home, und he thought
of his good, kind parents nnd how
worried they would be, und he re
ngaln to disobey
After awhile he
slept and was
awakened by the
sound of the
church bells ring
ing in the glud
Christmas 1 1 d
Then lie heard
voices calling his
name, and he
shouted hat k and
presently he was
in his father's
A GREAT TREE WITH
A HOLLOW TRUNK.
Ll It' rV When Ned woke
Y) .sri 111 o r n i n g und
SV 'J f""ml tht'
-W H7) beautiful gifts
that Santa 'lulls
bad brought to
1 1 1 in he registered
u vow that when
came around be
would be worthy of all the blessings
thut were showered on him.
And bis parents always suid, "Ned
die has never leen the same since he
spent the night in the hollow tree."
rOUND ALL Ills HEAL"
T1FI L GIFTS.
HE SAW THE CRAMIKST NEW Bl I I).
wall paper on the walls of the two
rooms, bits of carpet on the tloors and
some cardboard furniture that Bob had
made. He hail even tacked little scraps
of lace at te windows for cuitaius.
For Amy there was the lovely pic
ture from the Sunday newspaper wh' -h
she had admired. Bob had remember
ed and had made a frame for it out
of strips of wood, and on the wood
he had glued tiny pine cones, pieces ;f
birch bark and dried moss, and as tl".1
picture was a woodland scene you can
imagine how pretty it was. Bolt baa
found a chair rung, whiiii lie scraped
and polislsti with some oil and turpeii
tine. He put some screweyes in the
ends, and Amy gave him a piece of
narrow red ribbon to make loops - and.
behold, there was a necktie holder for
Elmer! For his mother he whittled u
reel for her clothes lines, and It was
a wonderfully handy thing, and for his
father he bought n pipe. It happened
this way: He did some errands for the
man who kept the tobacco store in the
village, und when the man Would have
paid him tome money Bob said he'd
rather have a pipe. So now they were
all provided for except little Peter.
How wus Bob going to get hold of u
reul live puppy?
"You go over to my brother's place
nt the foot of Long hill, and you tell
him I sent you," said the tobacco man
"Maybe lie will let you have a puppy
nnd work It out for him on Saturdays
lie has n paper route."
iil do It if be will!" died Bo!'
j eagerly. Half an hour biter he hurried
! into the Woodshed with a wriggling
little puppy under his coat, i f course
' lie bad to tell his mother about that
And how Bob did enjoy the secret, run
ning to nnd fro with milk and scraps
' of meat for the puppy!
When Christmas morning dawned I
think Bob St ill well was the most sur
prised boy in Little Biver. lie was so
interested in watching the pleasure of
his brothers and sister with the gifis
he had made wilh his own hands that
he stood smiling, forgelling to look at
the tree for his ou u presents.
"Look, Bobby; look!" screamed littlp
Bob looked and turned pale with sur
prise. The grandest new sled, painted
a bright red, runners and all. His fa
ther and Elmer had made It together.
And there was a red woolen muffler
that Amy had kniltisl for him and ofh
1 er tilings that Santa Claus brought
A Present For
IT wns Christ inns eve In Imrgan's
department store, and to the hap
py children who accompanied their
parents to see the glittering lights anil
the gorgeous Chri-tnias toys the big
store was n palace of splendor. But
It was not one to poor little Edna
Gray, the tired little cashgirl.
This Christ man eve Edna w as very
sad. She had planned to give her
mother a nhf Christmas present, nnd
to crown it all she was going to hide
the present in one of n pair of new
stockings to hnng on the chair beside
her widowed nnd sick mother's bed.
A well dressed innn and woman
smiled as the little girl took n package
of gloves to the bundle counter.
"She looks like Beatrice," whispered
the woman softly, and the man nod
ded, with a srnll-
of the little
bet w eon the
sheets at home
dreaming of Snn
he m u r m u red.
And when Edna
their package be
thing crisp and
green into her
mas !" he laughed
us they disap
peared in the
E d n a
a s she
dressing sack and
a in in c il
:t!y f h!
ll a hi e
V .-'' ii
I i y v
1T.EKEII 1SIO THE
roi K I I i:ook.
if she went to thii
By H.INOR MARSH
PWIXA'S mother wns
busy p u t t i Ti g
mince pies mm
the oven, so she
did not notice
the little girl
when she pass
ed through the
room. Ed win a
wore her warm
winter coat nni!
t a in -o'-s h a liter,
and her fat lin
gers were snug
gled up In red
"I've got Christ
mas errands to
do. mother," said
r.dwina hen she reached the door.
'Tomorrow's Christmas, and I'm going
lo buy a present for Santa Clans."
"Well. I declare!" Mrs! Bay Fank
Into a chair and began to laugh. "A
present for Santa Chins himself';"
"A real present. I've got pj cents. I
eaineil this money my own self, and
and I want to buy something for Santn
with my own money."
"Very well, dear. I am sure Santn
Clans will be pleased enough to be re
membered. You had better go to
"All right," called Edwina ns she
It wns snowing a little just little,
light. Moating Hakes like tiny feathers.
Inside the kitchen It had been warm
and cozy, with a delicious smell of
mince meat, fresh cookies nnd apples.
Outside it was cold, and the stinging
siiowtlakes made her cheeks tingle.
"What can I do for you, Edwina?"
asked Mr. Smith.
"I want a pair of slippers for n
man," said Edwina primly.
"What size?" asked the storekeeper.
"Very big ones," said Edwina in a
"Hum!" smiled Mr. Smith in a lnys
terious way. "Well, you can change
thcin after Christmas if they don't lit."
Edwina wondered if Santa Claus
could come nil the way back from the
INTO HER JIAM).
stockings mid tea!"
Full of happiness, she tucked the mon
ey away in her pocket and grasped a
package handed over the counter by
an impatient clerk.
"Cash" took the package, and it
dropped from her tired fingers to the
floor. She stooped to pick it up, and
Is she did so ber lingers came in eon
'let with small square loathe;
ockelliool; such as men carry. Sic
''oiind a coi ner of I he stairway quite va
'II tl t o!' shoppers.
vas . r
v a s a
:t. La .1
in addie:. s
W. i's h e a r I
an!; as she wen
uicli 1 o he!' w orK
If course s!i..
mist return the
MicUet: o k to ii
iwuer. nml she
.inspect e d il
night li-iw hec'i
. he man w ho ha I
.riven the money
and wished her
u Merry Christ
lady with him
had called him
"i corge and yet
address she would not hav
buy the things for her mother.
When she was outside the store irt
the closing hour she found herself hi a
mist of 11 tig siiowtlakes. A friendly
policeman told her bow to reach the
address she wanted.
A pretty housemaid opened the door
Slid cried out in uluriu w hen u very
cold und bewil
dered little girl
fell in a heap at
"Why, It's the
Law ton. w ho had
followed ber luis
ba ud into t he
struggled into her
pocket, ami she
brought out the
found this," she
q u a v e red. "I
guess it is yours.
What time is It,
please? Will 1
have time to get
M r. I, a w ton
picked her up in
his strong arms
und curried her into u beautiful living
room, nnd Sarah vanished to fetch u
cup of hot broth.
A half hour later the I.uwtons took
Ednu home in a greut wurin motorcar.
i This Christmas Edna will not be a
; cushgirl in a store. She is In school
I iow, und her future looks bright,
t.iuuks to her friends the I-uwtons.
i 1 1. Vc
: SANTA HAS TAKEN' THE HOOK AND
CANDY!"' SUE ( II 1 1 I i,
( north pole just to change a pair of slip
pers, but she said nothing until Mr.
i Smith show eil ber a very large pair of
' flowered slippers.
j How g I old Santa would enjoy
those comfortable slippers!
"Will cents be enough?" asked
Edw ina anxiously.
I "Ho. ho, ho!" laughed Mr. Smith.
"Twelve cents? No. Edwina. The
price of these slippers is $''."
"I guess I won't take them," fal
tered Edwina as she left the store.
Edwina hurried away from Smith's
store nnd went to a little ten cent store.
Here were all sorts of things she could
buy with her money, but it was hard
to choose something Santa Claus might
like. There were books-such nice
stories too. One In particular, called
"Patty and Her Pitcher," was so de
light tul that Edwina was sure Santa
Clans would like it. So she paid P
, cents for that, and Willi the remaining
i 2 cents she bought two sticks of red
and w hite si riped candy.
When she showed these things to her
father and mother they did not even
smile, but they said they were sure
Santa Claus would be pleased.
"I shall bang a stocking for Santn
and put the-e things In It," said Ed
wina, and on the stocking she pinned
a note saying:
"From a Utile gill who loves you."
She went happily to bed, nud the
next thing Edwina Knew It was Christ
inas morning. She hopped out of bed
und ran into the warm living room to
see if Santn had been there.
What a wonderful array of toys
d.ils and doll house and furniture,
books and games and toy dishes, a lit
t!i fur muff and a rocking chair and so
cuny other tilings!
Edw ina clapped her hands and jump
ed for joy. "Santa has taken the book
and candy!" she cried, and then she
found a little note signed "Santa Claus."
' "Thank you, dear little Edvviim, und
a Merry Christinas to you," it read.