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Y PAPA says at San
Is goin' to bring to
And papa says at she
Is beautiful and good and kind
And says she hopes at I
WH1 like her awful much and learn
To love her by and by.
My papa's often seen her, and
He says her eyes Is bhie.
The same as mine is, and her cheeks
Has 'dimples in them, too,
And she ain't more an half as old's
My other mamma was.
And papa says I ought to thank
Dear, kind old Santa Claus.
But I ain't glad, and I don't want
No other mamma here;
I'd rather have him bring me back
My own sweet mamma dear
My nice, good mamma that is gone
So far so far away
I'll write to Santa Claus to bring
Her back to me to stay.
Dear Santa Claus: My papa says
You're goin' to bring to me
Another mamma. Christmas time,
At's as sweet as she can be;
But I don't want no other one.
Don't put Iirr in your pack
But please, good Santa, won't you bring
My own dear mamma back?
She said, before ?kc wont away.
At she would tar.e my hand
And lead mo out of here, name day,
Ir.to a happier lar.J,
So don't bring no ri-w mamma here
At's your.jrtr than sl't cas
To take tfco plat e vc'v kept for her,
Dear. hind old Santa Clau?.
If ycu can bring now mammas round
Why can't you find some way
To bring a boy's own mamma home
And give her to him, say?
I don't want no now mamma here,
At's as sweet as she can be
But bring my old one, Santa, dear.
To papa and to me.
S. E. Ktser. in Cleveland Leader.
WISHES HE TOLD THE TRUTH.
Smith's Trouble Began When He Sold His
"It pays to be truthful," said Smith, as he
picked up a cheap cigar after looking long
ingly at the expensive brand he usually
"Some time before Christmas I chanced
to remark to my wife that I needed a new
overcoat, but that I thought I would try
and get through the winter with my old
one, as matters were pretty close with me,
and I couldn't afford it.
"Christmas day, most to my surprise and
consternation, my wife presented me with a
handsome silklined overcoat that I saw at
a glance didn't cost less than 50. However,
I had to grin and bear it and try and figure
out some way to pay for it.
"One day I chanced to meet Jones on the
street, and as he was admiring the overcoat
an inspiration flashed over me.
"Jones is about my build, and, as he need
ed an overcoat, I asked him what he would
give me for mine. lie said $25, and I ac
cepted the offer so quick that it made Jones
"I figured it out this way: By accepting
$25 for the coat I could manage to raise the
other 25 and thus get out of a situation that
was keeping me awake nights.
"I had to tell my wife some sort of a
fairy tale, so I went home that night with
a long face and a story about a sneak thief
having stolen the overcoat out of my office
while I chanced to be away. I felt like a
sneak thief myself when my wife burst into
tears. But I burnt the bridges behind me,
so I had to carry out my pait.
"My wife, while down town one day,
chanced to run across Jones wearing the
overcoat. She recognized it at once, and,
calling a policeman, had Jones arrested.
"There was nothing now for me to do but
to confess the whole thing and get Jones re
leased from behind the bars. The result was
that I had a bad hour with my wife and a
two-days' struggle with Jones to talk him
out of suing me for damages.
"But the worst remains to be told. My
wife had bought the overcoat from funds
that her father had sent her.
"I never want to see another Christmas
again! I never want to see Jones again! I
wouldn't mind if I didn't see my wife again
until it was warm enough for summer cloth
ing!" Philadelphia Inquirer.
A Profitable Combination.
"Talk about luck! -That man Denslow has
' it in triple-plated chunks." .
"How do you figure it out?"
"Why, his wife was born on Christmas,
and Christmas is also the anniversary of
their marriage. You see, the rest of the
year j is pure velvet for him." Cleveland
ONE OF THE FOUR-FOOTED KIND. .
"Do you hang your stocking up, Hiss
"I shall hang up four of them, Mr. Gos
ling." ".Good gwacious! And what do you ex
pect to receive?"-
"A piano, Mr. Gosling." Cleveland Plain
Its True Promptings Would Make the Dag
the Brightest and Best In the Year.
It is the day of all the year best and
dearest among the time marks of our recur
ring calendar. It is the day for peace and
harmony in every heart and at every
hearthstone. We celebrate God's chiefest
gift to man and discordant thoughts or con
tentions have no place at the joyous fes
tival. All should ring clear and true and
sweet as the Yuletime chimes.
The spirit of Christmas is that of Him
whose birth it commemorates. It softens
evil, sorrow and hopelessness with the magic
touch of charity, for in charity is the em
bodiment of all the Christian graces. It
gives to goodness a brighter luster and to re
solve a nobler purpose. It is a spirit born
in every heart that can know its inspiration,
without regard to creed or race or station.
Of all the days to which man has given
special observance, Christmas alone has
grown in its power, its beauty and its value.
It has been stripped of the grandly devised
liturgy and dramatic representations that
had their root in heathen customs dispelled
by the true Christian spirit, but the change
has been one of purification and marks be
yond cavil a clearer conception of the sub-
lime fact that the Son of Man is the Son of
God. That which is divine in our common
nature grasps its kingship with Iiim whose
spirit is the spirit of the Christmas time.
How potent, how more than human, ia
this spirit appears best in the universal
obedience given to its sway. All, with un
varying regularity and with hearty appro
val, bow in glad submission to its estab
lished customs and emulate the example, if
they do not indorse the faith of those to
whom it is indeed a holy day. Strange mir
acles are wrought by this same Christmas
spirit. It brings smiles to the face of melan
choly itself. It gives life to a hope that
seems dead. It exorcises the evils of hatred,
malice and envy. To old age it brings the
keen, fresh joys of youth and to childhood
a clearer appreciation of the spirit that pre
sides at their Christmas revels.
But above all, this spirit which is the di
vine spirit of Christmas, makes it a day of
loving remembrance, of doing good to oth
ers, of seeing that all about us have
at least one bright and happy memory of the
dying year. The admonition of this spirit
is not alone for universal rejoicing, but for
individual contentment and thanksgiving
There is an ideal reached when merry chil
dren dance about the-symbolic tree glitter
ing with remembrances that fill the cup of
childhood's joys, when each branch and
twig yields some new triumph of discovery,
when the sweet-faced mother and romping
father feel not the burden of years, but are
warmed with the youthfulness which the
spirit of Christmas makes perpetual.
But the day fails of the fullness of its ob
servance if something of the same bright
cheer is not brought to every home and ev
ery person. Those who move in the true
spirit of the Christmas time realize upon
this day, above all others, that men are the
children of one God, one earth and one com
mon purpose. Good will and self-abnegation
go hand in hand. They seek the poor
and unfortunate as did He whose memory
we consecrate. They would give repose to
the aching heart. True to the promptings of
the Christmas spirit, they would make it the
brightest, sweetest and best of all the days
that make the year. Detroit Free Press.
The Festival of Motherhood.
Christmas is the festival of motherhood.
It calls our thoughts back to our own be
ginningto her who gave us birth to her
to whom above every other human being we
owe all that we are for good all that we
might have been and are not. We recall
her gentleness and patience with us her
aspirations and prayer for us. We plan and
Under the Mistletoe
think of what we might have been had she
been other than she was. We would to God
that we were more nearly what she would
have us be. We say: "Would that all chil
dren might be so blessed!"
She Knew Him.
Tom Did you give Miss Gotrox a Christ
Jack I tried to. Offered her myself, you
Tom And she refused you?
Jack I suppose that's what it amounts to.
She said she didn't believe it was right for
a girl to accept very costly gifts. Brooklyn
Keeping the Anniversary.
Age disowns novelty. It is true that, the
more a wise man learns, the less he finds
that he knows. Yet it is also true that, the
older we grow, the more we see the world
repeating itself. In new music we hear
strains that remind us of old melodies; the
preacher's illustrations, the poet's similes,
the novelist's plots, all remind us of some
thing gone before, and seemlike a revamp
ing of old stories. And so when the Christ
mas anniversary with its tales of the Christ-
child, the New Year's day with its good res
olutions and big promises and renewed en
ergies, come around, there are those who
say: "Let us have done with these trite
recurrences." But, if ever there was any
thing in the old festival season, it is there
still. There are new generations who find
no staleness in the antique, but to whom
the same regenerative stimulus comes in
the anniversary time. We lived because
those who went before us helped us to live;
let us be a like help to those who are blos
soming into younger life. S. S. Times.
English Christmas Custom.
The Christmas tree found its way into
England through Prince Albert, soon after
his betrothal to Queen Victoria. A peculiar
English custom is that of passing a small
tree round the table after the Christmas
dinner, from which each person plucks the
gift previously placed there for him or her.
Ted Tom is a great observer of the Christ
Ned I should 6ay so. He'll kiss an ugly
girl just because he happens to catch her
under the mistletoe. Judge.
in the Sunnu South.
The Christmas Dinner Table.
Place the table for the Christmas dinner
in the center of the room, under the chande
lier if there is one, and then see that it is
perfectly level and the leaves well fitted,
writes Mrs. S. T. Rorer in the Ladies' Homo
Journal. From the chandelier hang a large
spray of mistletoe or holly tied with scarlet
ribbon. If there be a mantelpiece in the
room, bank it with holly and ferns. Ar
range a pretty corner, blending all the
greens used in decorating. Cover the table
first with a heavy cotton flannel cloth, and
place over it the spotless linen tablecloth.
Place in the center of the table a mat of
Christmas ferns, in the center of which
stand a high fruit dish, filled with polished
red apples, grapes and such other fruits as
may be obtained. Cover the base of the
dish with sprays of holly; on each side of
this place cut-glass or china dishes filled with
bonbons, olives and salted almonds. The
water bottles and a dish or two of celery
may occupy the other places.
One Cause of Trouble.
She I wish Christmas really was a sea
son of general peace and good will
He Well, it might be if somebody hadn't
introduced the custom of giving Christmas
presents. Puck. "
Jest 'Fore Christmas.
For Christmas, with its lots and lots of
candies, cakes and toys.
Was made, they say, for proper kids, an'
not for naughty boys:
So wash your face an' brush your hair, and
mind your p's and q's,
And don't bust out yer pantaloons, and
don't wear out your shoes;
Say "Yessum" to the ladies, an" "Yessur"
to the men.
An' when they's company, don't pass
your plate for pie again:
But thinkin' of the things yer'd like to see
upon that tree.
Jest 'fore Christmas be as good as yer
Christmas at the English Court.
There is one custom always gone through
with Christmas eve at the English court
the appearance of the great baron of beef.
This is cooked at Windsor, for the kitchen
at Osborne will not accommodate it. Also
there comes a big woodcock pie, a boar's
head and the queen's plum pudding. This
pudding is a giant, for after part of it has
been sent to the queen for her Christmas
dinner, enough is left to furnish dessert for
all the queen's near relatives and at the
Russian court, in Roumania, at Sandring-
ham and in Denmark portions of this gi
gantic sweet appear every Christmas day.
The Christmas dinner is served in the huge
Indian dining-room, which presents a bril
liant appearance. Gold plate is used and
gleams from table and sideboard a yule
log in the fireplace blazes brightly, and the
large party of relatives who have been asked
to share the Christmas dinner includes many
of the younger members of the royal fam
ily who on other days of the year are in bed
at the dinner time of the grown-ups. There
fore they especially enjoy the occasion.
Chicago Daily News.
"I notice Jenks doesn't speak to you.
"What's the matter?"
"I can't help it. I started to talk to him
about Christmas decorations the other day
and he thought I referred to the black eyes
he got in a broil with a mutual friend re
'Twas Ever Thus.
Ted I've been trying to catch Dolly un
der the mistletoe, but Miss Autumn seemB
to be the only one I can find there.
Ned It seems to be an instance of the
wrong girl in the right place. Judge.
E HAVE our share of
ups and downs.
Our cares like
The pocketbook is
We're sometimes nigh dead-broke;
But once a year, at Christmas-time.
Our hearth is bright to see:
The baby's hand just touches heaven
When Daddy lights the tree.
For weeks and weeks the little ones
Have lotted on this hour:
And mother, she has planned for it
Since summer's sun and shower.
With here a nickel, there a dime.
Put by where none should see,
A loving hoard against the night
When Daddy lights the tree.
The tiny tapers glow like stars;
They 'mind us of the flame
That rifted once the steel-blue sky
The morn the Christ-child came;
The blessed angels sang to earth
Above that far countree
We think they sing above our hearth
When Daddy lights the tree.
The weest kid in mother's arms
Laughs out and claps her hands.
The rest of us on tiptoe wait;
The grown-up brother stands
Where he can reach the topmost branch,
Our Santa Claus to be.
In that sweet hour of breathless Joy
When Daddy lights the tree.
Our grandpa says 'twas just as fine
In days when he was young:
For every Christmas ages through
The happy bells have rung.
And Daddy's head is growing gray.
But yet a boy is he.
As merry as the rest of us
When Daddy lights the tree.
'Tis Love that makes the world go rsuml,
Tis Love that lightens toil.
'Tis Liove that lays up treasure whiek
Xor moth nor rust can spoil:
And Love is in cur humble home.
In largest- full and free.
We all are very clso to heaven
When Daddy lights the tree.
Margaret E. Sangster, in Woman's II an jo
Gift 'Iaklng One of ttc flcsl Gracious
Features of the Season.
"Gift-making: is one of the mo-t graewu
feature.-, of Christmas and oik that i pray
may survive all other outgrown custom;,"
writes Florence Hull Winurburn, in the
Woman's Home Companion. "When love
and sympathy are clse counselors there is
little fear that we shall make the mistake
of leaving out of our little one's stocking the
particular thing he has set his heart upon
getting. And if his choice is beyond Us to
gratify, let us come as near to it as we can,
and not convert this season into a sort of
convenience for ourselves, thrusting upon
his reluctant acceptance such prosaic arti
cles as shoes, hats and other essentials of the
toilet. Far prettier is the German custom
of bestowing gaudy trifles that have no use
in themselves, but are part of the glitter and
fashion of the holiday. When, it is possible
nothing is so good to have as the traditional
Christmas tree. In after years memory
hangs upon it fondly, and we bless in our
hearts the kind hands that took so much
trouble to give us pleasure.
"Then the stocking hung up on Christmas
eve has a romance all its own. The break
fast table dressed with holly-berries and
gifts piled under snowy napkins is a graceful
custom, and is far nicer than the blunt hand
ing out of our gifts. Some trouble should
be taken to create the welcome element of
surprise. We all like it, but it is one of the
greatest delights in a child's experience. He
finds out before we would choose to have
him that what is looked forward to most
eagerly seldom turns out well. It is sad
philosophy, yet true, that it is dangerous to
set one's heart on anything in this world.
l!ut the love that hides its intention until
the hour of fulfillment, and then lets out its
secret in an outburst of generosity, is the
best substitute that is ever offered for the
special Providence Santa Claus, and all
other gracious myths.
"An example of generosity is seldom lost
upon children if it is true, not artificial.
They are very willing to iivc up to their lit
tle knowledge, if we allow them the chance,
and part of our duty to the day is to en
courage in our young people the same kind
liness we cultivate in ourselves. It is so
much easier to learn in youth to be genial,
sympathetic and generous than it is after
embittering experiences have hardened our
The First Celebration of Christmas.
Christmas was first celebrated in the year
98, but it was 40 years later before it was
officially adopted as a Christian festival;
nor was it until about the fifth century
that the day of celebration became perman
ently fixed on the 25th of December,
up to that time it had been irregularly
observed at various times of the year in
December, in April and in May, but most
frequently in January. Ladies' Home Jour
nal. Made Him Wait.
"Mrs. Hopkins, where is that Christmas
present you said you had bought for me?"
"Well, Mr. Hopkins, you talked so much
about hard times that I put it away until
your birthday.'' Chicago Record.
JUST LIKE A MAN.
"John is such a goose; he gave dear mam
ma half a dozen silver nutpicks and a nut
"Well, isn't that all right?"
"Poor mamma, she has dyspepsia, and
hasn't eaten a nut for 20 years." Detroit