i t CHRISTMAS CAROL v By Phillips Brodks, iThe earth has grown old with its burddn of care, But at Christmsa it always is young. X iThe heart of the jewel burns lus- !And its soul full pf music breaks forth on the air, k When the song of the angels is sung. ' It is- coming, qld earth, it is com "" ing tonight; i 1 On the snowflakes that covered " ' thy sod ' v he feet pf theChrischild fall gentle and white, nd the voice of the Christ-child tells- out through;thE night, That mankind are thetchlfduen ' of -God. " 4-, pnHhesad and the lpnely.the Tiie voice of the Christ-child 1' " shall fall; , 'And to, every bfiridwahderer v nnen the. dnnr i f, Pfahope that1 he dared n6t to dream of pefore; t With a sunshine of welcome -for all. - - j - iThVfeet of the humblest Tnay Walk m the hem Where 'the feet of the holiest have trod; This is, the marvel to mortals re vealed When the silvery trumpets of Christmas have peated - That mankind are the children ' . fifGodj AT THE TELEPHONE An amusing-telephone story is told of a lady whose name is Brown. One morning recently she proceeded from the breakfast table to the telephone in theihall to order some things from the butcher. ' , "HelloJ'said Mrs. Browm "Is that Mr. Batty's?" "Yes"." "Well, this., is Mrs. Brawn's residence. Will you send -me a large, thick steak by 4 o'clock?" The boy, in the butcher shop happened 'to answer the 'phone, and-promptly responded :- "Well, yQu just bet your sweet lhVJwill." . "Bo you know, sir,j to whom ypu are speaking?" indignantly inquired Mrs. Brown. '""Sure, I fo," said the boy "You're Jenny, Mrs. Brpwhls coo" , "You are mistaken, youngs man. Ydu are speaking with. Mrs. vBrovynherself." ' that so?" rfeplied the 'boy. "Then in that case, ma4am, we'll call tffe'bet riff.?' H30 Provided one can survive the shock, says Prof. Berzoine, a Freriqh scientist, 1,000 volts of electricity has the food value of a porterhouse, steak. Turn on the current! We've stood the shock of a bill for porterhouse. o o Mr. Doolittle Well, if-1 can't pdint I am at least a master of the pen. Ethel So is Fanner Green's ?&