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EAR Mister Santy
Clam: We s two
little boys In blue.
An' we thought we'd
write a letter,
comes, to you;
We live here with our parents, tn a house
'at's painted green.
An' of ali the boys 'at ask fer toys we re
the best you ever seen!
An' so. we thought we'd tell you Jus' what
to bring, 'cos we
Know 'at you have a heap to do, an busy
as kin be! ,
We know you're hltchin' up your team, an
nurtv soon vou'll leave.
An' these things Is thes all we want thes
all on Chris mus fcve:
"Two little drums.
An' sugar plums
An' a slate 'at won't do any sums;
An' a Hobby Hoss
Tou kin ride across.
An' bicycles, an' balls to toss;
An' a steamer-boat
(Like the ones 'at float).
An' a wagon hitched to a Billy Goat;
An' tops to "pin
(What they's music In).
An' a climbin' monkey, dressed In tin;
An' two toy-guns
(Like the Jones's ones).
An' a railroad train 'at winds an' runs;
An' a slidin' sled
'At's painted red.
An' a bran'-new little trundle bed;
Horns, whistles, drums.
Bring ail you've got when Chris'muscomes!
"We thes thought that we'd tall you, 'coi
you got so much to do.
An all the little boys an' girls Is wrltin'
notes to you:
Wei was 'fraid you might forget us, while
you're hltchin' up to leave;
But them things Is thes all we want thes
all on Chris mus Eve!
-Frank I Stanton, In Atlanta Constitution.
T WAS very silly
of me to faint.
Mrs. Merrie said,
nuite as silly for
you all to send
for a doctor! I
never did such a
thing in my life before! It just
seemed like everything' went, all on a
sudden! I hain't been rale strong:,
some way, for a long1 time.
"No," Dr. Temple answered, quietly.
"But it don't do to give up! What
with the fruit season and harvestin',
thrashin and the like, there's a sight
to do. I don't see why I have this
give down now just at Christmas!
It's too bad!"
"And may be worse," the physician
replied, his keen glance resting on
the sewing machine piled high with
unfinished work. "Mrs. Merrie, if your
friend over there fell to squeaking,
grinding and snapping thread, should
you go on working at full speed?'"
"Why, that wouldn't be very smart
in me, sir, to wear it out! I should
stop and oil!"
"Thou sayst the thing I mean!
Your old worn-out body bids you be
ware. I'm not going to give you any
medicine. You need rest absolute
rest. I advise you to accept the good
cheer of the season; leave home, and
take a vacation."
Four solemn young faces turned
blankly to the stern one of the man
of science. Mother leave home! Jack
and Joe, Jim and Jerry (diminutives
of Jacqueline, Josephine, Jemima and
Jeri'sha, the "Merry Jays") grasped
the situation at once, and realized its
hope'essness. It is all very well for a
rich man to prescribe rfst and
change, but af other matter to follow
his advice when the purse is flabby
and family cares crying with a voice
which will not be comforted. A pit
eous little smile drew down the cor
ners of Mrs. Merrie's mouth.
"Oh, fix me out a little quinine,
iloetor, or calomel! You know I
ran't leave home! Christmas is here,
and the poor children have been slav
ing away at their books and must
have their good time. I'm all right."
Dr. Temple snapped the straps of
his case and arose. "When you col
lapse again," he said, coldly, "you had
better call another doctor one who
will give calomel."
Jerry, youngest of the Jays, had
been standing remorsefully by her
mother's chair. "I know what Dr.
Temple thinks," she said, valiantly.
He thinks if you cannot rest with
grown-up daughters your case is
hopeless, and he gives it up. You
can follow the advice; she shall have
her vacation, sir!"
"Spoken like a man!" the doctor
answered, heartily. (Jerry wore her
hair cut close, and walked and talked
with a slight swagger.) "Take care
of her; mothers are not a drug in
the market. I will go now good
day, friends! I hope to see roses on
those cheeks before spring comes.
"What a very absurd man!" the
mother exclaimed, dropping weakly
back against the pillow. "Why did
you send for him, girls?"
"Because," Jerry answered, rising
to the height of self-accusation, "be
cause we needed some one to tell us
how selfish we are! In school, every
one of us not a son! to give you a
hand's turn. And in vacation oh,'
with a remorseful groan "last vaca
tion 1 made crazy quilts!
"And very pretty they were, too,
Tra sure. Wnat's the matter with
vou o!l? I aint complainin'!
"C course not. But we re guilty
.11 tame, she shall hare her Ta-
ration what do vou sar. eirls?"
v. --. tin i -
"Christmas or no Christmas!'
"Last summer," Jim remarked,
gravely, "I went off to Cousin Vic's,
and kept my hands white. It's ma's
"But ma ain't agoin' to yonr Cousin
Vic's," Mrs. Merrie announced, reso
lutely. "Ma's agoin' to stay right
here. I see me a-askin' your poor pa
The word "money" brought a frown
to four faces. "Well, we'll get sup
per and talk it over," Joe said, sober
ly. "Yon he still and rest.
Ma" was nothing loath. It was
very pleasant lying there in the twi
light, watching the shadows clasp
hands and dance along the rafters.
Even the odor of camphor, suggestive
of illness, did not trouble her. The
room grew very quiet. She was a
little girl again, out in her father's
boat hunting pond lilies, when Jim
patted her hand.
"Here s your toast and tea, moth
er, she saia, snaking ner a mue.
"Take it now while it's hot. We've
talked it all over with pa, and have
decided about your vacation. You are
to have one. We will take you off
to-morrow." Luxurious idleness pre
"Well." she said, fumbling wi'.h the
cup. "How white the lilies are! Well
Mrs. Merrie found herself helpless
in the hands of husband and children.
They would not let her prepare the
mornine meal, and it was a novel
sensation to lie and listen to the
cheerful sounds from the kitchen.
Joe sang as she bustled about, and
came in- presently, an open valise in
"I'm packing your things, mother,"
she announced. "It's just awful to
discover how few things you have to
pack! Why didn't you remind us you
need clothes sometimes? But Jim and
I are cast in your mold; we've hunted
you out some of our things. I'm go
ing to give you my red merino wrap
per to lounge in."
"Land sakes! I think you-all's
gone stark starin' mad!" Mrs. Merrie
protested petulantly. "You can't
send me off against my will, I reckon!
And where is there to go to and
money to pay for a trip, anyhow?"
Joe nodded brightly. "Never you
mind, Mrs. Merrie; this is our little
affair. We've arranged for the nicest
boarding-place, where you can enjoy
the first quiet Christmas of your mar
ried life. As to the money well,
your board. v paid. Pa says you may
stay as long as you want to."
"I reckon you-all will have your
own way, the mother grumoiea.
"The money must come out of poor
Jack's hard earnings, or your pa make
a sacrifice. You might tell me where
I'm going, anyhow! And I wonder if
your royal highness and his majesty.
Dr. Temple, and his grace, John Mer
rie, will let me take my knittin
along? 'Cause if you-all don't I sha'n't
know what to do with my hands in
your fine company."
Joe smiled as she tucked Jesse s
half-finished sock into the grip. "Oh,
yes! you can take it. There won't
be company, though; we want you
"And whatever is to become of the
work and the sewing and my bless
"Jess is no baby a great six-year-old
boy! It's a pity, ma. if we can't
take care of things! This is your
medicine, and you shall take it, if we
have to hold your nose! There, now;
I want to get you ready. Pa is bring
ing np the cart."
Mrs. Merrie submitted herself in
resigned silence. There was a taint
of affectation in her resistance, for un
der all was a lurking sense of pleas
ure. Well, whv not accept the rest
and change? There come times in our
lives when it is profitable to hiae
from our dearest.
Joe's soft touches on her head
smoothed out the worry-wrinkles
from a prematurely aged brow. By
the time Mr. Merrie came in she could
answer the twinkle in his eye. He
was a good-humored giant, who, in
sublime unconsciousness and with
the best intentions in the world, had
trodden on her heart for 20 years.
"Come on, old lady!" he said, shrug
ging into his overcoat. "We'll be rid
of you and yer faintin spells in a
jiffy! Wrap her up warm, girls; it
ain't none too pleasant abroad. Not
that mother's one o yer deliky carry-me-easy
kind! Here's h-r thing-um-bob.
Now git through the kissinV
There were no tears, save those Mrs.
Merrie softly let fall in weak self
nitv. Was it really so easy to let her
i - . ... ... ,
1'waa driven off at a rattling pace, and
saw the old bouse dissolve into the
general gray. Nature had turned
Quaker this day, and gray was the
only color she wore. The fog hong
low, dropping tears. Not a pleasant
day, yet a sense of exhilaration came
to her. It was a novel sensation to
be driving thus, without so much as
a chicken or a basket of eggs as an
excuse. There was almost the spice
of wickedness to make her ride
"There's old Markle's mill," John
observed, checking the horse. "Old
Markle he don't keep htf up like he
used to. She's a-gittin' crazy lookin.
the old mill is. If that was my
He rambled on cheerfully. Mrs.
Merrie scarcely heard. The dim land'
scape was like a picture seen in child
hood soft-shrouded, unreal, yet deli
cately beautiful. She drew a short,
sharn breath. "Why do we live so
hard?" she faltered. "Lookout! God
has crowded His world with pleasant
"Well. I dunno!" he answered.
"Git 'lone. Poke-easy! D'ye reckon
we're in such a rush to git we can't
stop, and run on past?'
The ride was a long one. "We're
from to meet Christmas." John re
marked, with a wink. "If she don't
hump herself we ll be at headquar
ters afore she jrita started!" But by
and by visions of dinner and a fire
side appealed to him coaxingiy, ana
he decided Christmas might find its
way unattended. He put the horse
into a trot, and after awhile the road
grew familiar. Mrs. Merrie held her
peace till they were fairly in the lane
"Have you forgotten anything
she asked, dryly, suspecting a prac
tical ioke. and ready to resent it.
John helped her down carefully and
srt her prin on the horse-block. "Not
a bit of it!" he answered, heartily,
"I started with the best little woman
in the world, and have fetched back
ever bit of her! Here's yer boardin'
house, missus, board paid in advance!"
The noise of their arrival brought
four rosy young faces to the door.
Jack (the oldest Jay) ran laughing
to the gate, and kissed her mother
on the cheek. "Our new boarder!"
she said, taking the valise. "Come
right in! I hope you will like us, and
enjoy your vacation. These are my
sisters, Josephine, Jemima and Je-
rusha. I'm Jack! Come in here and
lay off your wraps. This is ma's room
when she's home. Over there is
your sittins-room. Are you much
tired or cold?"
Mrs. Merrie was a Jay herself, as
capable of enjoying a bit of delicate
humor as the rest of them. So this
was the solving of the problem, the
vacation which was to cost nothing!
She turned away her face after the
first laugh, that they might not wit
ness the passing of the swift storm
which shocked through the gentle
habit of patience.
"No, I am neither cold nor tired,"
she said, after that pause. "I am
sure I shall like my boarding house
if you think if you truly believe
my board is paid "
"In advance," four voices chorused.
"You have been saving up and pay
ing for 20 years!" Jack 'whispered,
tenderly, looking into her ryes. "Oh,
we feel we understand what you
have always been to us!
Here Jerry pushed determinedly to
the front. "I am to attend yon.
ma'am," she said. "Your board bill
includes service. If the young ladies
and the big male-Jay will please to
clear out I'll take off your damp
clothes and make you comfortable."
The red wrapper came into play,
likewise Joe's dainty beribboned knit
slippers. The new boarder sank lux
uriously into the big rocker (common
ly occupied by one of the girls) and
stretched her feet to the warmth.
Opposite her hung a mirror, and from
time to time she glanced wondering-
ly at the face reflected there. It
was not, after all, the face of an old
woman, although it had exchanged
the crude pink of youth for the in
definable delicacy of maturity. The
eyes met hers, full of light, and about
the mouth were those wistful lines
which tell of dreams not yet relin
From one new thought to another.
She realized all at once that the room
had been prepared for her reception.
There were the "company shams on
the bed, Jim's geraniums in the win
dow, little loving touches everywhere.
Sitting there so quietly she grew coi
scious of Jesse's .black eye applied to
the crack of the door, and further sur
vey revealed his little butterfly kite
huntr uo for her delight. The lump
in her throat had climbed so high she
hadn't voice left to thank oe for the
cup of coffee which was to "drive out
Dinner was substantially a failure.
artistically a success. The big male
Jay made a wry mouth over the sal
low bread and soggy potatoes, but hia
mate had no criticism to offer. To
her it was a glorified feast, for sho
ate and drank the fruits of her labor
her children's love, poured back
into the emptied measure of her life.
Back before her cozy fire (which.
Jerry religiously kept burning) she
accepted the blessedness of rest.
Dreams overtook her .
"Climbed over the window sill,'' es
caping into the fair, lost land of child
hood. Through the whole afternoon
she slept, and the little house hushed
itself as though life or death were at
issue. Even Jesse never once hal
looed, or stamped his boots, or whis
tled, for which unprecedented good
behavior Jack gave him a penny, and
drew a long chalk mark on the smoke
Early next morning tantalizing
little odors began to sneak into the
apartments. of the new boarder. Now
she was sure it was turkey, now it
seemed to be mince pic and hot cake.
Then she remembered it was Christ
mas eve, and rolled up her knitting
"The dear girls!" she thought.
They'll burn up and spoil everything
they undertake! They'll not be sor
ry to have mammy back in the kitch
en!" But she had reckoned without her
host. The door between her and the
kitchen was locked, and when she at
tempted the dining-room entry Jack
stopped her decidedly at the thresh
old. I beg your pardon, she said,
with polite severity. "You rented the
parlor and bedroom only, I think. In
deed we don't mean any incivility, but
we just can't have our boarders clut
tering up the kitchen on busy days,
and will take it as a favor if you 11 go
back to your own quarters and get
ready for a little outing. You haven't
seen your old crony, Mary Ann Griggs,
since she moved away, have you? Jer
ry wants to drive you down there in
the cart to spend the day."
Mrs. Merrie's eyes lighted with pleas
ure. "Well, really," she admitted, "ii
you won't let me help you-all I should
like to see Mary Ann powerful well!
I really should enjoy to go!"
Jerry brought her back in the early
twilight and hustled her off to bed, and
again sleep brought its healing.
Christmas morning came in with soft
unsandaled feet. All the earth was
wrapped m the whiteness of snow. The
Christ-child was born anew, and the
great Mother, tenderly, in the hours
of darkness, had spread her softest
coverlet about His feet.
Four bright-eyed faces, with Jesse
below and the big male-Jay above,
peeped in, and the simultaneous shout
of "Christmas Gift!" brought Mrs.
Merrie up from among her blankets.
"Well, I never!" she ejaculated. I
reckon this is the first Christmas you-
all ever caught ma a-nappin'! I ain't
got no Christinas for you neither
think of that!"
"Never mind," Jesse soothed.
"We've got" but Joe had him by the
shoulders, and shook his mouth shut.
There would have been instant war
then, but well, Jesse knew what he
knew, and the balance of power re
mained unmistakably with the girls.
The dining-room door remained ob
stinately locked ali day. Breakfast
was eaten in the snug little kitchen.
dinner served in state in the parlor.
There were no guests at all save o'.d
Granny Woods, a half blind pauper.
who always presented liersell on rec
ognized holidays, and was served with
During the progress of the meal the
tempting, secretive odors unveiled
themselves. King Gobbler had yielded
to the inevitable, and, more lovely in
death than in life, adorned the center
of a generous feast. "A reg lar blow
out," as Jesse expressed it, and there
were no failures this time. The energy
and talent of the whole family of Jays
(minus its head) went to the making
of a success so brilliant as to mark an
epoch. "Just see what you-all can do!
Mrs. Merrie said over and over, her eyes
bright with pride. "Why, I can't hold
a candle to such cookin' as this!"
But the day was to crown itself
with greener laurels. Each year since
their infancy she had planned surprises
for them: now had come the hour to
reverse the story. When the lamps
were lit they took her into the dining
room, where a handsome tree gleamed
with light and color. The fact that
there were more candles, tinsel paper
and popcorn balls than presents did not
detract from its beauty. Behind it on
the wall was the legend: "Mother's
Christmas," wrought in evergreen,
Mother sat down in the big new rocker.
cushioned with one of Jerry s conscience-stricken
crazy quilts, and yield
ed to tears.
"Mother," Jack said, tenderly, kneel-
ine beside her, "our selfishness was un
intentional; we didn't know we were
driving you to deathl In our hurry to
get an education we forgot. You
know my poor little pay as country
school-teacher barely dresses us, but I
can see my way plain to hire help for
you while we are at school, xou be
lieve we love you, don t you, mother
"Yes," she answered, huskily. "Yes.
yes! Whoever doubted it? And I oh,
what does anything matter, so we love
. So this sweet Christmas passed into
memory, and shone there, a rainbow
promise that the flood should no more
engulf one mother s soul. M. Howard
Sheppard, in Ladies' World, New iorjc
HOLtO lY REPARTEE. .
"Here, this isn't the Christmas spirit
d-unning me for money on Christmas
"Well, if you had the Christmas spirit
you would pay me." Chicago Dally
lie oo sd.
Fcr C:Kj 3 j-elCfr,- .
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A Letter From the Executive Office of Oregon.
The Governor of Oregon is an ardent ad
mirer of Pe-ru-na. He keeps it continually
in the house. Ia a recent letter to Dr. Hart-
man he tays:
Statu or Oasoox, 1
Exkcctivb Dbpabtmkst, V
Salsm, May 9, 1893. 1
The Pe-ru-na Medicine Co., Columbus, 0.:
Tt.. Sin T kv hid occasion to use
waw Pkra.ni mM?ifiii in nr familv for
colds, and it proved to be an excellent rem
edy. I nave not naa occasion to use ur
Yours very truly, W. it. Lord.
Am man who wishes nerfect health must
he entirely free from catarrh. Catarrh is
weU-nish universal : almost omnipresent.
Pe-ru-na is the only absolute safeguard
known. A cold is the beginning of catarrh.
Columbia university is the first col
lege to have an automobile club.
The automobile drivers of Chicago
are forming a union for those who
hands vehicles fer electric motors.
The reports of the French trials of
heavy vehicles show that British mak
ers are ahead of French manufactur
ers as regards this particular type of
It is stated that a movement is on
foot to do away with automobile shows.
The reason for the step is to be found
in the experience of the bicycle man
ufacturers. An automobile serviee will be estab
lished between Sea Cliff. L. L, and its
railway station, a mile and a half dis
tant, as the attempt to establish a
trolley line hss ended in failure.
Ferry employes of the ferriee around
New York have to inspect each automo
bile to see how it is propelled, and if
gasoline is the motor the operator is
told that he cannot cross the ferry un
til he has emptied the gasoline tank.
This is in accordance with 4472 of tbt
United States Revised Statutes.
The shortest mile ia the Chinese.
enly 609 yards. Norway has the
longest, 12,182 yards.
The most costlv narliament in Eu
rope is that of France. The senate
and chamber of deputies cost annual
The oldest marked grave in Amer
ica ia suDDosed to be that in the Dor
chester (Mass.) cemetery of Bernard
Capen, who died November 8, 1636.
On November 8 there was consigned
from Boston to Liverpool the largest
single shipment of apples ever made
from the United States. II consisted
f 28,285 barrels.
The biggest match factory In the
world ia the Vulcan match factory,
at Tidahalm, Sweden. It employs
over 1.200 men. and manufactures
daily 900,000 boxes of matches.
E. Matley, a civil engineer in the
employ of the Pennsylvania railroad,
has found that the Big Bald Knob,
In the Alleghenies, on the boundary
between Somerset and Bedford coun
ties, is the highest peak in Pennsyl
vania, It being 3,007 feet above the
Bootblacks may not do business in
Boston on Sunday.
Health authorities estimate that
ten per cent, of the men who go to
fape Nome never come back alive.
Winston-Salem, N. O, is to have a
negro hospital to cost $10,000, R. X
Reynolds giving half this sum and
the negroes having raised the other
half. It will be operated in connec
tion with the Slater industrial school.
In New Zealand there exists a brass
band whose members are wholly
mounted on bicycles. This band con
sists of ten players, and these not
merely ride their bicycles to practice,
but fulfill their engagements on the
The highest price paid at the re
cent sale of the Sprague collection of
art objects, at the American Art Gal
leries in New York, was $800. which
was given for a set of bronze stat
uettes, the work of Sano Takachika.
They represent the "Seven Gods of
Wita the exception of birds, men's
legs are longer in proportion to their
body than those of any other snimsl.
' One thousand pounds of dough for
biscuits is rolled, cut and prepsred for
baking in three hours snd fifty-four
minutes by machinery, as against fifty
four hours by hand.
The production of natural vegetable
Indigo, obtained by fermenting the
leaves of the plant, is ssid to equal to.
day the entire world's production of
The father of all trees, so far as aga
goes, is ssid to be found on the island
of Cos, belonging to Asia Minor. A
German sava&t, wWoie knowledge runt
along that line, declares the tree is not
less than 2,900 years old. ;
a of mo
t. ..M. n rare colds, is to chest
xv pii't"' - -
catarrh out of it victims. Pe-ru-na not only
cures catarrh, but prevents. Every house
hold should he supplied with this great rem
edy for coughs, colds, sad so forth.
It will be noticed tht Is Governor sirs
he has not had occasion to us Pe-ru-na for
other ailments. The reason for this is, most
other ailments begin with a cold. Using Pe-ru-na
to promptly cure colds, he protects
his family against other ailments. This ia
exactly what every other fsmily in the
United States should do. Keep Pe-ra-na in
the house. Use it for coughs, colds, 1
grippe, and other elissatic affections of win
ter, and there will be no other ailments in
the house. Such families should provide
themselves with a copy of Dr. Hartman'e
free book, entitled "Winter Catarrh." Ad
dress Dr. Hart man, Columbus, Ohio.
Twain at the Telenheae.
While living at his home st Hartford,
Conn., Mark Twain was one morning deep
in the composition of some bumorisa from
which he expected s good deal, when he was
called to the telephone. He told the servant
to receive the message and bring it to him,
but ia a few moments was informed that the
party at the other end of the wire wanted
aim. Provoked at the interruption, Mark
went to the telephone, and, after "helloing"
for some time without an answer, he used
some language not generally seen in Print,
but which was certainly picturesque. While
thus engaged he heard an answer in aston
ished tones and recognized the voice of an
eminent divine whom he knew very welL
"Is that you, doctor?" questioned Mr. Clem
ens. "I didn't hear what you said. My but
ler has been at the telephone and said ha
couldn't understand you."
An Vajaat CUarsje
"Penelope is so abominably mannish.'
"Mannish! I wish you could see her
carve." Denver Times.
AN ENEMY TO DRINK.
One Woman who has Done a Great Deal
to put Sown this Em.
Minneapolis, Minn., Dec 17, 1900
(Special). When the Independent Or
der of Good- Templars of Minnesota
wanted a State Organizer, they chose
Mrs. Laura J. Smith, of 1217 West 33rd
Street, this city. The American Anti-
Treat League also selected Mrs. Smith
as National Organizer. The reason Is
not far to seek. This gifted woman has
devoted her life to a battle against
Drink and Drinking Habits. Her influ
ence for good in Minnesota is and has
been very far reaching.
About two years ago, however, It
seemed as if this noble woman would
have to give up her philanthropic work.
Severe pains in her back and under her
shoulder blades, made life a burden
and work impossible. Physicians were
consulted, and they prescribed for
Kidney Disease. Three months' treat
ment, however, failed to give Mrs.
Smith sny relief. Her husband was
much exercised, and cast about him for
something that would restore his good
wife to health and strength. He heard
of the cures effected by Dodd's Kidney
Pills, and advised her to try them,
which she did. She is now a well wom
an and says:
"Two weeks after I commenced tak
ing Dodd's Kidney Pills, I felt much
better, and at the end of seven weeks
was completely cured. I have had no
recurrence of the trouble, but I take a
pill off and on, and find that it keeps me
in good health."
Dodd's Kidney Pills are for sale by
all dealers at 50 cents a box.
They are easily within the reach of
all, and no woman can afford to suffer.
when such a simple and sure Remedy
is at hand.
little Liver Pills.
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