Newspaper Page Text
eamme~isOu. ti*avn **
S ericl-yes. I say it
is-to send a boy to
When he' feels like
turnihg so m
ersets or stand
inz On his head.
I never w o wide awake i'4 all my life
And mother thinks I'M gOiag to sleep a
dozen ho. or more.
Iwant to sit up to-night to get a little
At Santa Claus. Why doCs he co-me when
boys are all asleep?
I want to se- the rei d"'. and 1''i really
like to know
How they can ever stard it to ha so far
And then E'd like to ask him--for I can't
make it out at a:i
How he scramil :, th.. himneys,
when thev .
'Whe ho*" D
I Tel hatI wazt
.A zsn - -a and I 7-rn it
How does -s w
How Crn u or onein jUstst
Well d here, it will be
To wT:re: it's strik
n the morng. I
I shall I - -
a ek of nise.
Ho! 'The joll fellow " ays
Kell car a jingle. Iave the r rc r
Ir t up and see them, for they prarce
y so fast.
St getting s!eepy-hey: Time to
.s, ycu say?
breukfast bell is ringing? Hurrah.
is Christmas lay:
-Sidney Dayre. ;n Colden Days.
thian ,nother ;or
mi taon ahn. the po
Co tav it was Deacon ilarding, the pil
lar of the 31i'thod ist chur'eich an tim
stictest selectma~n the New llatnmhir'e
villaze hadt ever know n. hle had ne-:er
mnariedt and some folks said hie wstoi
mtean, and that all he thlougeht about.
wtas putting up~ a goodly share o-f this~
worki's godL o its ecit i: din. hat~
hie might rak bet ter pro. ision. for he
eCmod:b~it es of thet next. ILut, then,
It was,. thierefor'e, a mtatter of conid
erabe spcua son amiongZ .1.' is ..bor
whieni the -teoni wa:s M.een' tO 5WjP o"
(casiomdlyv at the' \'iiow. .arnsct
j (ct ureis abou ti t he out' ce. The 'la
turedI, and her (tsar (1epartedi h~a\i. Iit
her more than two .yar heesh
was, as she believed hese f I ulyga
fied to be conisidieredl amiongthligibles~
of the 1llule world in wh'ch shei lived.
She bad he:ard (what women does not':)
of her ncighbors' talk about her, but
being of that happy disposition which
does not heed the stories Dame Ilumor
occasionally' circulates, she kept on her
way regardless of all the gossips said.
The widow's cottage was an mnviimg
spot when the snow lay Piled uip in
masses in the roadways and on
the mountain - sides and the mercury
wtas away below zero. A bright light
always sitone from the windows while
t ehikr los akedand p ttre
hoe hkonynlogs crossled ndeputhreh
old. At. least that is what Deacon Hlard
ini thought on New Year's ev'e as he
came in sight of the cozy home of the
.idomw whil o n hiS way t o a meet ingi of
the town board. The ace Was feel
ing cold and out of sorts generally, and
somehow his ideas had been traveling
for weeks pf-t in a direction decidedly
2i:'ch a confirmned bachelor
peared to lead up to one
h '- w the W\ idow Martin.
T1. -ti ng- on dangerous
grc-.:*in . 't seem to knoW it.
He . n ltherewasn't a won
au v.:0 co;" - 1.i him. Ile had lived
so lo. 'ith, .4, that he was not go
ng1 -:3 ny of thei at his
time c: 'r -' . and he g-r-w ser
eral inc *! :- y ime he hugged
this con A brezast. But tidls
particui-- eve he was un
acou'n y nd dispirited.
FEverybody v .iv- mbody in Con
war was i i cheer and just
brimful of h:. The spirit of
the hold y . - ie ere. butth:
welcome hi. t him with
I Happy N s home, Cx
2 1,..iI . .... . ?
4N: Al : ;.P I'
cept, perhaps, his old housekeeper. who
was deaf and ill-tempered enough to
sour the biggest cask of eider- iln hiiscel
It was no wondler, then, that aish
reached the Widowv da-rtin's cottage lhe
determined to stcp just for a chat with
her and to warm himseif before going
to the mteeting. TIhat was all. If he
hd been told there was anything else
on his mind he would have thought the
sugestioni ridiculous. The widow
erd the (deacon's buckboard stop-in
fact sac had seen him coming up the
roa-an dl there- had been a hasty glance
over the room. and juist a peep in the
lookin-glass on the mantel to see if
everthing was in order, long beforc
Ithe deacon's voice w:as heard on the
frosty air and the wheels had ceased to
revolve in front of the cot tage. By lie
time hie had blanketed and covered his
horse anid led him to the shed out of the
col bi.t ,tha., sc-tnt down th. hllm
sides and across the valley the widov
had the door open and was waiting 1v
"I just thought I'd stop a minute
Mrs. Martin, to warm up. for it*s power
ful cold out this afternoon." said th,
deacoln, stamlpilg his feet to shake th
snow from his boots before Ztering.
"'Um real -lad to see you. deacon
come right. in and sit dowl by the fire.'
In a few mnolmelts Deacon Ilard in:
had reiioved his heavy coat and t hie
doves and was comfortably seated o!
one side oft he liroal ilreplhe, while th,
widow was rocking herself gently t<
and fro at the other.
As his good temper increasi'd the (en
col hept looking over at tile wiidov.
What a nice. pleasant litle woman sh
was, to be sure, Xd she was pret t, t0
-there was no mis. ake about ihat ii
sat there enjoyin lLis ' no'el sentsat ion:
witlou: spiaking for a long time. Sure
I e there was someth ing the matter wil
1im this New Year's eve. le was usual
. i-1 T O S T A Y
ILI 1. T ill ii
eve e A b e d
v-or if his li had 1eeddo
t t acnesto.Ad
widoljus Isa therel,I j apprntly er
:1 all fr
cent creatures, eseilywdw.T
pose swfl yddfial.a ft
-J~ Y'4 T
vawy from talk atre. somehing whei
eer he wiowu. but he oidn't seei'
or oice ths liae ad k~lept( On se
"t'se p.owetrul cold rstiOdn. Ands 3ta
tinu. Tell se ahavyl irosa to-nigh1
ursekot" remred re decona, inn
h en ern..hr-,t eseill iow.T
Do tei. deacon," replted the widow,
iiudering, "but don't you think you'll
et chilled if you sit so far from the fire?
Do draw up closer and get warm: you've
- ot qIlte a way to go to town and you
i ust take care of yourself in such terri
"Yes, ma'am: it be chilly. thafts a
fact. I think 1"1 1110 v up a piece to the
low kind she is!" the deacon kept
yetin"g to himelf: as he edg'ed nieiarer
Siward ite blazing logs and at the sane
itime drw closer to the rocker, where
i the widowstill sat sewinge'.
"I saw you at church last Sunda.,
Mrs. 31artin. 'Ihe minister preached a
powerful fine sermon. didn'It he?" re
marked the deacon. after another long
Yes, deacon; and it did me a power
of good. too."
- I'm real fflad to hear you say that,
Mrs. '.Martin," exclaimed the deacon.
- lis faee fairly he)eaicd with delight,
. .. . . ..
......... ..... ., I
--ll A -
!1 1~ 10 ' iC I .! . .
LT Y .
- larsn peaced boueT
- Itmusthav bee thehea fro th
s buninglogstha caued te wiow'
' hek tobls so h od' eve
- thnki was bou wedinsaduc
.,tote ato h iscorse." I
- har TheigYuiosy "ht' t
. Andi don' ytmrethmustbe where he sid
it wasn'ucklod fo mand olive alone
T think. havenbeenh tuh. ont fromuh
The chairs touched now. The deacon
as absent from the town meeting that
When the viilagers assembled at
church next. day they saw a little wom
an sitting beside )eacon Ilarding. It
,was the Widow Mart in. She was wedded
to the deacon New Year's morning. for
the parson had said it wasn't good for
ma n to be nlone.-B. A. MacDonald, in
"Have you thought about doing any
Christ-mas shopping yet-" asked 'Mr.
"No. dear. was the rrply. "It is a
littlec arly for such preparations, isn't
" X.es. Put it is well to take time by
t he for( lok. you 1.:nouw. Have ycu a
memnoraneum book landy?"
"eL. you might jot lown these lit
ile points. ilere's the Irand of ciars
tha I prefer. They canno: Ly anypos
... . .... .
7711 ~ ~~ v:7~ iIt iii
@ p 1-;
Ph Ale, A.
i be p s t
st nm r l
an o ih maeanoeo tefc
ha: y preerenc innekisisdr
rewth mI lbakfgue lota
do no needany uspeners.
And sh hnedhmawroeil
down th-rebysavig nosmal shae o
--At mos pursed prst." bargay pere
is te.me f lpe ha er
--.\ ol ighy mcker. ahoeheetd
--fthat u rfeenc aine cktesbo is dak
A:nd ho hane broke n Creistmall
pre:-ntsf the verby igir sl h are of
ie hed -r-__cur.~n e Po s inle te
H Putit up the chin
i ney so that Santa.
S :Of course I pullled it
down again, and
now I must re
For if I'm to be Santa Claus, and that's of
I'm sorry that I cannot claim the note was
She wants a great big doll. she sayz. with
wavy. zolden tresses.
Some hats to put upon the (loll. and lots
of handsome dr-sses:
A bureau ard a trundle ted, a - t of littl
A table and a trunk as wet. besides some
"real gold tishes.''
She vants a sled, of eourre. I !(a:,. and
lie islot - of cn y
Sh- also adds, qts calm-::: A 'iano
Would Le handy."
She wants a w at-h an -o cf to an!
arn s as vll. in p)nt. :
Of minor toys. it to n,. askt
for fully twr-nty.
She writes that. she would lIk% to h - a
little st:tve foro
And for a nckl- e. I'm i:::'orm , most
ancously! she's lool:ing:
She wants a dsh that's all hr
en we:o h to dO er wrt''
And altogethur. I confe'ss, tble tto00'
The thir p that she would Ii to l1.ve. I
find by caloulation.
Wotil cost a thousand dollar at th
.\nd so I say regretfully, with s!>:rt.s most
I'm sorry that I cannot claim her' was
The Day After.
OL deer, it's so far to nr-xt Christrnas:
Seems lonz as for-;er and more.
I've lien coutiing the t"ays eer 'n' over.
Thre' hundred and sixty-four:
That's a dreadful ict to 1-e
To hantr up your tockins you:
ntt to-:,orrow-:.at's so
only three hundred a i h .
-Iarper's Young Fople.
PRODABLY A CHICAGO GIRL'S.
wNn-: t (I i, -j W
It' k ;,,I :: e1) h d a
C r kn:: !Ik ti (n Iter Wnoc c
C''utei\. ..Y Tuh
tAr wet!-dressed woaa m ut- r'
. ': S pt d up 1 1oS 1!-, s
m1 d a n . " i e d t h e i ' ( 1 , .' h e
wr:pit uU ;m h 0l f
No. o:: ' no. .b e h y . i.
Notr N ec r::ry.
Dor--Oh I do' 1ne i.-.Y
Begt Ain :r.
Turntthe : soied'o leae wit on ' elok
And drop cne more repentire ir
And then begin in God's own look
The story of another year.
-Frank W. Htutt, in Ram's Horn.
.Tekie-Twentyv-one. Howr' rmanyi'
Tommrrv-Ninretr. Iut T'i I het yer I
ennf maki mi rore noise with minre than
er euni wvith; yours.--. Y. Truth.
Raggs-\SWe.l!. old ma;n. w'.::: did yoC
get in vytur stockinug Ihis mnornin ?